| Song | Fourteen |
| Artist | Hanne Hukkelberg |
| Album | Rykestrasse 68 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Heart in mouth, | |
| Awkward, rare, | |
| wet behind the ear, | |
| inside out, | |
| outside's gone, | |
| You're two parts in one. | |
| It might be | |
| Strenuous. | |
| Snakes cast their skin | |
| Slowly.. | |
| One is old | |
| one is new, | |
| Both of them are you. | |
| One's a bore, | |
| The other's cool, | |
| Sometimes you're | |
| A fool. | |
| It might be | |
| Strenuous. | |
| snakes cast their skin | |
| Slowly.. | |
| When I put them | |
| Beside each other | |
| i see several persons. | |
| When you put them | |
| Upon each other | |
| You'll find yourself. | |
| You'll become one, | |
| One, one. | |
| One are good, | |
| One are bad. | |
| This only makes you sad. | |
| Outside stinks, | |
| Dries and shrinks, | |
| What's underneath is pink. | |
| Your mother say short and curt: | |
| Bursting buds do hurt. | |
| It might be | |
| Strenuous. | |
| snakes cast their skin | |
| Slowly.. |