From German Streets to a Danish Bed

You don't know where I'm from 
 You don't know when I'll come 
 You don't know much, do you ? 
 Well, neither do I 

 When I come late in your sleep 
 Bringing dreams and smells from my trip 
 I take a shower, though I know I don't have to 
 It's a very little thing, I do for you 
  
 You don't ask for much, do you ? 
 Well, neither do I 

 When I lay my hairy chin on your avocado skin 
 Sometimes you turn to me 
 But you don't need to see 
 And when I feel like 
 Spending one more day 
 On german streets, far away 
 You don't care that much, do you ? 
 Well, neither do I