My beautiful wardrobe, in my beautiful house
With my beautiful garden, my neighbour is called Klaus
Klaus is a policeman, his car has seven seats
He sometimes laughs at me, my car has just six seats
Klaus lives in the house, next to me
Why does he always laugh? why is he always happy?
Klaus lives in the house, next to me
I'll wipe the smile off his smug face, you'll see
He's got two beautiful children and a beautiful wife
A beautiful Dachshund, Klaus has a beautiful life
Klaus likes to watch old movies on his smart 60 inch T.V
He sometimes laughs at me, my T.V. is not smart
Klaus lives in the house, next to me
Why does he always laugh? why is he always happy?
Klaus lives in the house, next to me
I'll wipe the smile off his smug face, you'll see
Klaus is my neighbour, Klaus can play the violin
Klaus is never drunk, Klaus is a very good dancer
Klaus is always perfect, Klaus is my only friend
But Klaus is a policeman... poor Klaus
I had a beautiful mind, I had a beautiful plan
I had a beautiful dream, I would become the better man
Klaus is my only friend and we talk every day
He sometimes laughs at me, but now only I can hear
Klaus lives in the house, next to me
Why does he always laugh? why is he always happy?
Klaus lives in the house, next to me
I'll wipe the smile off his smug face, you'll see
I hear the beautiful sirens, I see beautiful lights
Perfume from my garden on this crisp, October night
Klaus has left town now, they don't know where he's gone
I wish he'd laugh at me, now I am so alone