Take a look at this dude. He's all suave and hairy, apparently shirtless and possibly totally nude when this picture was taken. His eyes show a certain determination, located just under that vague uni-brow. Is he handsome? Well no, not really. But somehow he posesses a sleezy charisma that somehow rubbed off on the music this guy laid down back in 1978. The lyrics, which are a bold mix between swedish and english (or "swenglish" as it is called), reads like a compilation list of useful pickup-lines at any bar in Stockholm during the late 1970's.