Song: Saiha Pihl Oppja - Lyric: Saiha Pihl Oppja
Copyright 2004-2008 © Funkevital

I'd just found myself a hotel, and i stopped in for some tea
She asked me "how 'd' you want it?" I smiled and said, "let's see
I got some ginger in my pocket, let's see what it can be
I can teach you making ginger", and she said "feel free"

"Take a smell on the roots!" She said "It smells a little wired"
Well, i asked here for some water, she said "I gladly sheer"
"This roots always keeps you warm", i said, while the tea prepared
"Is this a smell to sell?" She said: "you don't have to fear"
Then she said:

I'd like a cup of ginger
I want a cup of ginger
I'd like a cup of ginger
Give me a cup of ginger
I want a cup of ginger
I'd like a cup of ginger
I want a cup of ginger
Give me a cup of ginger

So when i'm to play that La Rambla again, in the streets
And people just pass me by, then i will look at their feet
I'm going to carry it around, with my pockets full of sweets
To make sure the people who sleeps outside will wake up and breath

And if i'm cold, I'm going to the nearest hotel to get warm
And i am going to ask them, gentle and calm
"Do you have that good ginger that makes me think of a palm?"
But i'm not coming right yet, maybe next year in the autumn
And i hope they say:

I'd like a cup of ginger
I want a cup of ginger
I'd like a cup of ginger
Give me a cup of ginger
I want a cup of ginger
I'd like a cup of ginger
I want a cup of ginger
Give me a cup of ginger