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Anyone know German?

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I hope this helps, it is all the German I know.

Two, three, four
Eins, zwei, drei
Na, es is nix dabei
Na, wenn ich euch erz?hl' die G'schicht'
Nichts desto trotz,
Ich bin es schon gewohnt
Im TV-Funk da l?uft es nicht. -
Ja, sie war jung,
Das Herz so rein und wei?
Und jede Nacht hat ihren Preis,
Sie sagt: ?Sugar Sweet,
Ya got me rappin' to the heat!?
Ich verstehe, sie ist hei?,
Sie sagt: ?Baby, you know,
I miss my funky friends,?
Sie meint Jack und Joe und Jill.
Mein Funkverst?ndnis,
Ja, das reicht zur Not,
Ich ?berreiss', was sie jetzt will. -*
Ich ?berleg' bei mir,
Ihr' Nas'n spricht daf?r,
W?hrenddessen ich noch rauch',
Die Special Places sind ihr wohlbekannt,
Ich mein', sie f?hrt ja U-Bahn auch.
Dort singen's:
?Dreh' dich nicht um, schau, schau,
der Kommissar geht um!
Er wird dich anschau'n
und du wei?t warum.
Die Lebenslust bringt dich um.?
Alles klar, Herr Kommissar?

Hey man, wanna buy some stuff, man?
Did you ever rap that thing Jack?
So rap it to the beat!
Wir treffen Jill and Joe
Und dessen Bruder hip
Und auch den Rest der coolen Gang
Sie rappen hin, sie rappen her
Dazwischen kratzen's ab die W?nd'. -
Dieser Fall ist klar,
Lieber Herr Kommissar,
Auch wenn sie and'rer Meinung sind:
Den Schnee auf dem wir alle
Talw?rts fahr'n,
Kennt heute jedes Kind.
Jetzt das Kinderlied:
?Dreh dich nicht um, schau, schau,
der Kommissar geht um!
Er hat die Kraft und wir sind klein und dumm,
dieser Frust macht uns Stumm.?

?Dreh dich nicht um, schau, schau,
der Kommissar geht um!
Wenn er dich anspricht
und du wei?t warum,
Sag ihm: 'Dein Leb'n bringt dich um.'?
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Translation:

Two, three, four
One, two, three
Well, it doesn't matter
Well, when I tell you the story
None the less,
I'm quite used to it
It won't be running in TV-Funk (magazine). -
Yes, she was young,
Her heart so pure and white
And every night has its price.
She says: ?Sugar Sweet,
ya got me rappin' to the heat!?
I understand, she's hot,
She says: ?Baby, you know,
I miss my funky friends,?
She means Jack and Joe and Jill.
My understanding of funk,
yeah, it'll do in a crunch,
I understand what she wants now. -
I think it over,
Her nose does the talking,
While I continue to smoke,
She knows the 'Special Places' very well;
I think she takes the metro, too.
There they're singing:
?Don't turn around, look, look,
the Kommissar is out and about!
He'll keep his eye on you
and you know why.
Your zest for life will kill you.?
Alles klar, Herr Kommissar?

Hey man, wanna buy some stuff, man?
Did you ever rap that thing Jack?
So rap it to the beat!
We meet Jill and Joe
And his bother hip
And also the rest of the cool Gang
They rap to, they rap fro
In between they scrape it off the walls. -
This case is clear,
Dear Mr. Commissioner,
Even if you have a different opinion:
The snow on which we all
ski downhill,
every child knows.
Now the nursery rhyme:
?Don't turn around, look, look,
the Kommissar is out and about!
He has the power and we're little and dumb;
this frustration makes us mum.?

?Don't turn around, look, look,
the Kommissar is out and about!
When he talks to you
and you know why,
tell him: 'Your life is killing you.'?
 
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