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lying awake in my bed, you still haunt me
And I can't break free
What'd you do to me?
Got me panicking, manic and
I can't get no sleep

Caught up in

the thing
I know what you'd pay to see

Put me out of my misery
I'd do it for you, would you do it for me?
We will always be busy making misery

We

go girl
I'd rather have this dance n make you laugh

But you don't wanna stay
I'm not okay
I don't wanna keep on chasin but these dreams will never

be ready to fold, that's how I know me and them not the same
I'd go to Hell, go to jail 'bout my gang
I'd go to Hell, go to jail 'bout my gang
(Oh,

boutiques des quais de la Seine.
D'autres, plus sérieux, disent sans hésiter
C'est la p'tit' Roquette ou bien c'est la Santé,
C'est les grands boul'vards,

Melba
Elle vendit vendredi
Un terrain des plus jolis
Elle vendit le four à pain
Pour un prix d'misère
Et la cabane à lapins
Pour un morceau d'pain hein

Nobody but a fool would love you after the way you've done me
Broke every vow you made me, broke every rule
Who'd lie awake all night, cryin' 'til

still so wild called to me
I was lost, I'd been kept on my knees, ooh

Trippers and askers
They surrounded me
All them describing
How they'd like me

they wanna lay me down (bow)
They tried to make career hold up (bow)
See I came out froze'd up, I told them (bow)
"That I'm fuckin' up the game soon

Au bal d'une sous-préfecture
Un jeune homme de grande allure
Regrettait les danses de Paris
"Comme je vous comprends jeune homme"
Dit une dame ronde

Quand il allait chez des amis
Il lui tardait d'être parti
Quand il allait au restaurant
Il ne mangeait qu'des harengs
Pendant son service militaire

trouvé le truc, ell's sont pas folles les vieilles
Avec les conseils d'administration
Leurs jetons de présence, l'Académie française
Ils ont trouvé le truc

voulu croire
À ses pleurs à son amour
Je n’ai jamais voulu croire
Qu’elle pouvait mourir d’amour

Ah ! non, non, non, non

Elle m’aimait de tout son être

I remember how we'd lay
Bodies intertwined
Your inhale, your exhale
The stories you'd tell me in your bated breath
I remember how you'd breathe
In,

magnifique
Loulou !
Ta nuque me rend fou, d’un coup
Et tes frissons bouclés troublants magnétiques,
Indiquent Loulou,
Le vrai sentier où, Loulou
Je peux

it down for
That's the type of girl I'm fucking with (you know what up with me, man)
(I knew what I want when I met you) she know I'd hold it down

at these kids, they shootin' blindfold
I got blood in my eyes, it ain't mine, oh
And I got niggas in the trenches who I'd die for
They got a murder that's

yeah
Ikey off the flats t'd yeah yeah yeah
And you know what Twin doin' ridin' around with that 100 shots
On that 20 block perimeter tryna look for

And we got the same amount (woah)
Big flexin', ball cappin' (uh)
Big flexin', ball cappin' (uh)
You'd think a nigga was an athlete (athlete)
But

I'd rather pay
I rock these Cartier frames, I got these diamonds in my face
I don't wanna say no name, but you ain't safe

Baby girl, no I can't

Est-ce qu'il fait beau temps
Là-bas sous ton ciel?
Ici, même sous la pluie
L'odeur me poursuit
D'un peu d'Esterel

Je suis dans la cabine
Enfermée

out the secret that you hide

Would be so easy to fall in love with you
I couldn't help if I tried
I'd spend the whole night making love to you
Over

they liked staying' awake because well, 
They reckon they might catch Santa Claus
In the morning they'd come racing down to see
What Santa'd gone

I know where I want to go

So I'd thought I'd let you know
Yeah, these things take forever, I especially am slow
But I realized that need you