作词 : Jörg Vincent Klein
作曲 : Jörg Vincent Klein/Markus Maier
The first time that I saw her

 I was lost in doing things
I didn`t think she`s dangerous and so we sat and talked 

About nothing -
 whoo, about nothing
.
we talked about god and the world, and about nothing 

She asked me if I had a car and I agreed to drive her home
With all her heavy shopping bags
 it would be hard to roam
.
Said and done we packed our things,
 went to the parking lot
.
And starting-up the engine
 I found that in the tank`s 


a little nothing - whoo, a little nothing
.
Just a mouthful of gasoline, a little nothing

Thanks to the lord - it was enough

 to drive that little mile
.
She asked me if I'd come inside and I countered with a smile
.
I got a pot of coffee while
 she wants to change her clothes
 
and after she returned from that
 I noticed that she wore


a little nothing - whoo, a little nothing
.
all that she wore was
 a little nothing


I think you know what happened then, I couldn`t resist
!
Her kisses on my skin felt
 like something she had missed
One by one we lost our wear it never felt so good
. 
And after pulling off her bra overwhelmed I found 

a little nothing - whoo, a little nothing

Tiny, sweet and delicate -

 a little nothing