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Buon Anniversario


Buon Anniversario
Titles In Other Languages: Happy Anniversary;
Bon Anniversaire; Qué Buen Aniversario; Buen Aniversario;
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Nel mio vestito blu, sto portando pazienza
Non sono stato mai piu' calmo di cosi'
Sono pronto da un po', per questa ricorrenza
Del tuo vestito bianco e del fatale si'
Ma qualcosa non va' e sei cosi' nervosa
Per questo me ne sto' tranquillo sul sofa'
Col carattere tuo, se dicessi qualcosa
Mi manderesti al limbo, e addio serenita'
Sono le otto gia', la sarta non si vede
Doveva stare qui, stamattina, mi pare
Per colmo il tuo chignon, s'ingarbuglia e non cede
Occasione di piu' per farci ritardar
Se va avanti cosi', la serata a teatro
E l'autore di moda te li salutero'
Addio piu' d'anouilh, d'anouilh, forse di sartre
Non mi ricordo piu', ma i biglietti li ho...
Buon anniversario! Buon anniversario!

Il tuo vestito e' qua, finalmente respiri
Per solidarieta' ti aiuto come so'
Tutto e' pronto, ma no, intanto che sospiri
La tua cerniera lampo ti si ferma a meta'
Ci innervosiamo un po' mentre spingo e tu tiri
Cercando tutti e due di cavarci dai guai
Ma per fatalita' in barba ai tuoi sospiri
La stoffa si e' strappata e adesso che si fa?
Verso le ventitre', infine tu sei pronta
Da teatro oramai la gente se ne va'
Andiamo a cena, via, la commedia non conta
Ma adesso non vuoi piu' e chiedi di rientrare
Per la strada noi due, camminiamo in silenzio
Mi sorridi, ti bacio e poi sorrido a te
La serata? Macche'! Non e' quella che conta
Ma amarci come t'amo e come ami me
Buon anniversario! Buon anniversario!
Buon anniversario!

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Caffeine, Nicotine, Benzedrine (And Wish Me Luck)


Caffeine, Nicotine, Benzedrine (And Wish Me Luck)
Composer(s): Bill Hayes - Bill Howard - Betty Mackey
Performer(s): Nat Stukey
and multiple other artists



Been pushin' that diesel since early dawn
Ain't had no sleep, don't know how long
Whole lotta trouble makin' them curves
I gotta have a little somethin' to settle my nerves

Well, hey little waitress, make my coffee strong
A pack of king size filters and a country song
Little box of whiteys help pick me up
Caffeine, nicotine, benzedrine, wish me luck

Rollin' down the highway with the heavy eyes
I saw a lit up billboard that you advertised
Everything for a trucker, lots o' parking space
And the sign out front says this here is the place

Well, hey little waitress, make my coffee strong
A pack of king size filters and a country song
Little box of whiteys help pick me up
Caffeine, nicotine, benzedrine, wish me luck

Well I got hungover, I left Chicago late
And the big boss man he don't like to wait
Memphis in the mornin', gotta burn the wind
And I ain't gonna make it in the shape I'm in

Well, hey little waitress, make my coffee strong
A pack of king size filters and a country song
Little box of whiteys help pick me up
Caffeine, nicotine, benzedrine, wish me luck

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Bummin' Around


Bummin' Around
Composer(s): Pete Graves
Performer(s): Jimmy Dean
and various other artists



I got an ol' slouch hat
got my roll on my shoulder
I'm as free as a breeze
an' do as I please
just a bummin' around . . .

Gotta million friends
I don't feel any older
I've got nothin' to lose
not even the blues
just a bummin' around . . .

Whenever worries start
to botherin' me (start botherin' me!)
I grab my coat, my ol' slouch hat
hit the trail again
you see . . .

I ain't got a dime
don't care where I'm goin'
I'm as free as a breeze
an' do as I please
just a bummin' around!

I hit the trail again
you see . . .

I ain't got a dime
don't care where I'm goin'
I'm as free as a breeze
an' do as I please
just a bummin' around . . .

just a bummin' around . . .
just a bummin' around . . .
just a bummin' around . . .

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Liberated Lady 1999


Liberated Lady 1999
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Shel Silverstein



She's a liberated lady and she's looking out for herself
And she don't need your protection and she does not want your help
And if you're lookin' for some pretty little flower
You better go look somewhere else 'cause I warn you she's a liberated lady

She got off work at the foundry, she was a feelin' kinda beat
On the bus she had to stand and let some fellah have her seat
And then she pinched the ass of a guy who passed her walkin' down the street
When he called a cop she didn't quite understand

Then she stopped off on the corner for her double shot of rye
When some guy lit her cigarette she punched him in the eye
And then he kicked her in the balls, it was enough to make her cry
But she stood there and she took it like a man

(She's a liberated lady and she smokes them big cigars
You're gonna find her drinkin' boilermakers at the corner bar
And in thirty seconds flat she'll change a flat tire on your car
Look out she's a liberated lady)

She come home to find her darlin' husband cryin' in distress
She says why ain't supper ready and why is this house a mess
He said the kids have drove me crazy and I need a brand new dress
And how come you don't ever take me dancin'

She sat down to smoke her pipe and she thought back to the time
When she was satin silk and lace with nothin' on her mind
But now she's gotta mow the lawn and gotta pay the bills on time
And pray to Mrs God she don't get drafted

Oh she got into bed that evenin' and she strapped her dildo on
Climbed on top of him and said okay let's get it on
He said you know I've got my period and my headache isn't gone
And he fell asleep the chauvinistic bastard, oh

(She's a liberated lady...
I say look out she's a liberated lady and she smokes them big cigars
You're gonna find her drinkin' boilermakers at the corner bar
And in thirty seconds flat she'll change a flat tire on your car
Look out she's a liberated lady)

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Bumble Bee


Bumble Bee
Performer(s): LaVerne Baker



I'm gonna have to put you down
You've been treatin' me like a clown
You know you've hurt me once before
You'll never hurt me anymore

Shoo-wee, you hurt me like a bee
A bumble bee, an evil bumble bee

I gave you love as sweet as honey
My life, my soul and all my money
You didn't seem to realize
You had a home in paradise

Shoo-wee, you hurt me like a bee
A bumble bee, an evil bumble bee

Don't you know I cry
Night after night
Just one kiss before you go
Don't ever come back no more

Now baby there's no need of cryin'
I'm sick and tired of all your lyin'
You know you've hurt my heart again
I'm sorry baby it's the end

Shoo-wee, you hurt me like a bee
A bumble bee, an evil bumble bee

Don't you know I cry
Night after night
Just one kiss before you go
Don't ever come back no more

Now baby there's no need of cryin'
I'm sick and tired of all your lyin'
You know you've hurt my heart again
I'm sorry baby it's the end

Shoo-wee, you hurt me like a bee
A bumble bee, an evil bumble bee

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Sono Qui Con Voi


Sono Qui Con Voi
((Adapted from: Baby Please Don't Go (by Joe Williams) - 1935))
Composer(s): Big Joe Williams - Luciano Beretta
Performer(s): Caterina Caselli - 1965



Sono qui con voi, alleluya-ya
Sono qui con voi
che felicità
io sono qui con voi, alleluya-ya
siete qui con me, alleluya-ya
siete qui con me, tutti amici qui
cantate insieme a me alleluya-ya
siamo amici noi, alleluya-ya
siamo amici noi
tutto il mondo lo sa

Cos'è la gioventù, alleluya-ya
siete qui con me
siete qui con me, alleluya-ya
tutti amici qui
cantate assieme a me
siamo amici noi, alleluya-ya
siamo amici noi
tutto il mondo lo sa

Cos'è la gioventù, alleluya-ya
se qualcuno c'è
che non canta con noi
per i fatti suoi
può anche andar

Sono qui con voi, alleluya-ya
sono qui con voi che felicità
io sono qui con voi alleluya-ya
siete qui con me, alleluya-ya
siete qui con me, tutti amici qui
cantate insieme a me alleluya-ya

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Bullmoose


Bullmoose
Composer(s): Bobby Darin
Performer(s): Bobby Darin and various other artists



Did you hear the story ‘bout old Bullmoose?
He played piano, really tore it loose
Whenever his heart was filled with gloom
He'd beat out a song in the old lunchroom
All the guys and gals would gather 'round
Just to hear that Bullmoose sound
Sayin’ …
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!

Bullmoose playin’ on a Friday night
Two bad boys got up to fight
One old man yelled, "Hey, keep quiet!"
The next thing you know they started a riot
While everybody was-a jumpin’ around
All you could hear was that Bullmoose sound
Sayin’ …
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose, a-turn 'em loose!

Bullmoose goin’ to a party one day
Everybody asked him, "Won't you sit down and play?"
When all of a sudden the room began to shake
"Whoops!" he cried, "It's a real earthquake"
While the people were fallin’ into holes in the ground
All you could hear was that Bullmoose sound
Sayin’ …
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose!
Go Bullmoose, come on Bullmoose!
Let me hear it like it is, Bullmo …

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Liberaçao


Liberaçao
Composer(s): Maurice Vidalin
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud



Liberaçao
Liberaçao

Fini le temps de la prison
J'ai fait dix ans dans la maison

Liberaçao
Liberaçao
Ils m'ont rendu mon pardessus
Et merde et salut

Je ne savais plus marcher
Sans avoir devant moi un mur pour m'arrêter comme ça
Ce soir, je peux danser... danser comm' ça

Je ne savais plus parler
J'avais trop murmuré, trop longtemps chuchoté comme ça
Ce soir je peux chanter... chanter comm' ça

Liberaçao
Liberaçao

Comme on chantait dans ma prison...

Liberaçao
Liberaçao

Ma ville est là, me tend les bras
On s'reconnaîtra

Je suis pauvre et mal rasé
Mais je vais m'bichonner, je vais me pomponner... comme ça
Et puis j'irai aimer... aimer comm ' ça

Tu me fais peur, liberté
J'ai la gorge serrée et les gens me regardent... comme ça...
Ils ne comprennent pas... n'comprennent pas

Liberaçao
Liberaçao

Pleurer de joie, bon Dieu, qu' c'est bon!
Liberaçao
Liberaçao

Me v'là un homme comm' tous les hommes
De la créaçao

Liberaçao, liberaçao ...

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Bull Dog


Bull Dog
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



Nunca leí un libro de sexo
Nunca vendí marihuana
Nunca disparé un arma de fuego (cuando)
Nunca estafé al Gobierno

Yo nunca imaginé que esto
podía suceder
estoy encadenado a un hueso
y ladro sin morder
como un pobre bulldog
Bulldog
No más bombas, no más bombas, no más bombas...

-Papá, estoy enamorado!
-Callate nene, no hablés estupiddeces

Ya lo ves, que no ves, ya lo ves, que no ves
cuando el mundo está parado
el que da vueltas soy yo

-Mamá, tengo hambre
-Hay sopa de pollo en la heladera
-Odio la sopa de pollo
-¡Comé esa sopa o llamo a la pollicía!

Ya lo ves, que no ves, ya lo ves, que no ves
cuando el mundo está parado
el que da vueltas soy yo
Yo, el que da vueltas soy yo
siempre yo
Yo y vos

Y nunca imaginé que esto, oh no
podía suceder
estoy encadenado a un hueso, oh no
encadenado, encadenado, encadenado
y ladro, ladro sin morder
como un pobre bulldog
Bulldog

Yo nunca hice nada
yo nunca hice nada
yo nunca hice nada
y tengo cara de bulldog

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Liar's Roses


Liar's Roses
Composer(s): Bill Rice - Mary Sharon Rice
Performer(s): Tammy Wynette



The doorbell rings, it's flowers for me
Roses again, it's the third time this week
What kind of fool must he picture me to be?
To be blinded by a dozen liar's roses

Guilt-stained words, on beautiful cards
But not a single one that comes from the heart
He's seein' her again 'cause that's when he starts
Sendin' me these lovely, liar's roses

Oh, I'm sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses
While he dreams of somebody else
He lies to me and thinks that I don't know it
But we're sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses

Why do I stay, I don't know
I guess it's easier than lettin' him go
I do the best I can to not let it show
What am I gonna do with all these roses?

Oh, I'm sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses
While he dreams of somebody else
He lies to me and thinks that I don't know it
But we're sleepin' in a bed of liar's roses

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Bulbs


Bulbs
Composer(s): Van Morrison
Performer(s): Van Morrison



I'm kicking off from centre field
A question of being down for the game
The one shot deal don't matter
And the other one's the same

Oh! My friend I see you
Want you to come through (alright)
And she's standing in the shadows
Where the street lights all turn blue

She leaving for an American (uhuh)
Suitcase in her hand
I said her brothers and her sisters
Are all on Atlantic sand

She's screaming through the alley way
I hear the lonely cry, why can't you?
And her batteries are corroded
And her hundred watt bulb just blew

Lallallal.. alright...huhuhhuh

She used to hang out at Miss Lucy's
Every weekend they would get loose
And it was a straight clear case of
Having taken in too much juice

It was outside, and it was outside
Just the nature of the person
Now all you got to remember
After all, it's just show biz

Lallalal...huhuh...lallal

We're just screaming through the alley way
I hear her lonely cry, ah why can't you?
And she's standing in the shadows
Canal street lights all turn blue
And she's standing in the shadows
Where the street lights all turn blue
And she's standing in the shadows
Down where the street lights all turn blue
Hey, hey, yeah

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Liar Liar


Liar Liar
Composer(s): Jim Donna
Performer(s): The Castaways



Liar, liar, pants on fire
Your nose is longer than a telephone wire

Ask me, baby, why I'm sad
You been out all night, know you been bad
Don't tell me different, know it's a lie
Come kill me, honey, see how I cry

Why must you hurt me, do what you do
Listen here, girl, can't you see I love you
Make a little effort, try to be true
I'll be happy, not so blue

If you keep on tellin' me those lies
Still goin' out with other guys
There'll come a day I'll be gone
Take my advice, won't be long

When that day comes, won't be mad
Be free of you, but I'll still be sad
In spite of your cheatin', still love you so
I'll be unhappy if I let you go

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Oh, Luister Toch


Oh, Luister Toch
Performer(s): Bobby Prins



Jij praat al dagen niet
en je hebt verdriet
Je kijkt mij niet meer aan
Als ik wat zeggen wil, is je blik zo kil
Je ziet mij niet meer staan
’t Kan zo niet verder gaan, ‘k heb een fout gedaan
Nee, ik draai er niet omheen
Oh, het spijt me, toe begrijp me
Laat me nu niet alleen

Oh luister toch naar wat ik jou vertel
Die ander was geen liefde maar een spel
Ik voelde niets voor haar, alleen voor jou
Ik liet mij even gaan maar toon nu toch berouw
Oh luister toch naar wat ik jou vertel
Die ander was geen liefde maar een spel
Ik voelde niets voor haar, alleen voor jou
Ik liet mij even gaan maar toon nu toch berouw

Je keert je om, ik zie je huilen
Ja, ik weet wat je voelt
Dat ik zo stom was, oh, vergeef me
Ik heb dat zo niet bedoeld
Kom laten wij het weer proberen
Heus, ik weet dat het gaat
Ik beloof je, toe geloof me
’t Is nog niet te laat

Oh luister toch naar wat ik jou vertel
Die ander was geen liefde maar een spel
Ik voelde niets voor haar, alleen voor jou
Ik liet mij even gaan maar toon nu toch berouw
Oh luister toch naar wat ik jou vertel
Die ander was geen liefde maar een spel
Ik voelde niets voor haar, alleen voor jou
Ik liet mij even gaan maar toon nu toch berouw

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Liar (Three Dog Night)


Liar
Composer(s): Russ Ballard
Performer(s): Three Dog Night



I won't ever leave while you want me to stay
Nothing you could do that would turn me away
Hanging on every word
Believing the things I heard
Being a fool
You've taken my life, so take my soul
That's what you said and I believed it all
I want to be with you as long
As you want me to
I won't move away
Ain't that what you said?
Ain't that what you said?
Ain't that what you said?
Liar, liar, liar
May I see no night
May I see no day
If I ever leave while you want me to stay
You can believe in me
I won't be leaving
I won't let you go
Ain't that what you said?
Ain't that what you said?
Ain't that what you said?
Liar, liar, liar

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Buitres Y Tiburones


Buitres Y Tiburones
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Cuando despierto
y me encuentran las noches
lejos del sueño
entregado, al abrazo
que me da el lecho
voy librando combates
contra mi cuerpo
Levanto el peso
de mi carne abrasada
por mil infiernos
la conduzco a la calle
a que te dé el fresco
y me enciendo una nube
contra los nervios
Y el humo se retuerce
y luego dibuja figuraciones
los transeúntes se transforman
en buitres y tiburones...
buitres y tiburones
Siento acercarse
monstruosas presencias
por todas partes
buitres con rostro humano
y ojos de nadie
tiburones con manos
llenas de hambre
El día nace
se recogen las sombras
tras los portales
y la boca del lobo
esconde sus fauces...
un olor a derrota
perfuma el aire
Y el humo se retuerce...

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Liar (Sex Pistols)


Liar
Composer(s): Johnny Rotten - Steve Jones - Glen Matlock - Paul Cook
First release by: Sex Pistols - 1977



Lie lie lie lie liar you lie lie lie lie
Tell me why tell me why
Why d'you have to lie
Should've realised that
Should've told the truth
Should've realised
You know what I'll do

You're in suspension
You're a liar

Now I wanna know know know know
I wanna know why you never
Look me in the face
Broke a confidence just to please
Your ego should've realised
You know what I know

You're in suspension
You're a liar

I know where you go everybody you know
I know everything that do or say
So when you tell lies
I'll always be in your way
I'm nobody's fool and I know all
'Cos I know what I know

You're in suspension you're a liar
You're a liar you're a liar
Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie

Lie lie lie lie liar you lie lie lie lie
I think you're funny you're funny ha ha
I don't need it don't need your blah blah
Should've realised I know what you are
You're in suspension you're in suspension
You're in suspension you're a liar
You're a liar you're a liar
Lie lie

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Built For Comfort


Built For Comfort
Composer(s): Willie Dixon
Originally performed by: Willie Dixon
Covered by various other artists



Some folk built like this, some folk built like that
But the way I'm built, you shouldn't call me fat
Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed
But I got everything all the good girls need

I don't have no diamond, and I don't have no gold
But I've got a lot of lovin' and I want you to know
That I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed
But I got everything all the good girls need

Some folk built like this, some folk built like that
But the way I'm built, you shouldn't call me fat
Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed
But I got everything all the good girls need

Some folk rip and roar, some folk b'lieve in signs
But if you want me, you got to take your time
Because I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed
But I got everything all the good girls need

But I got everything all the good girls need
I, I love you baby
I, I love you baby
But I got everything all of the good girls need

And I don't got no diamonds, don't have no gold
Got a lot of lovin' to satisfy your soul
I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed
But I got everything all the good girls need

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Fiori Trasteverini


Fiori Trasteverini
Composer(s): Romolo Balzani
Performer(s): Lando Fiorini



De ‘sti giardini semo li mughetti
semo Romani e ‘n più Trasteverini
no pè vantasse semo li più perfetti
cantamo tutti e semo ballerini

Se dice che gente allegra Dio l’aiuta
noi semo allegri e voi sapè perché?
Ogni tanto ‘na magnata e ‘na bevuta…
E tutto quanto il resto viè da sé!

Semo li fiori trasteverini
semo signori…senza quatrini
er core nostro è ‘na capanna
core sincero che nun se te ‘nganna

Si stai 'n bolletta, noi t’aiutamo
Però da micchi nun ce passamo…
Noi semo magnatori de spaghetti
delle trasteverine li galletti

Se dice nun è Roma de 'na vorta
dicheno che so tutti forestieri
lasseli chiaccherà che ce ne frega
Roma tornerà quella di ieri

Veneno tutti a Roma pe' noi è 'n vanto
la madre er padre se faranno anziani
li fiji fioriranno come incanto
nascenno a Roma naschero Romani

Le milanesi co' le toscane
se ‘mpareranno a parlà Romane
e se diranno: <>

La veneziana, ch’è fumantina
la chiameremo cor nome Nina
e le baresi e le napoletane…
lassatele passà che so' Romane!

Roma bella, Roma mia
te se vonno portà via
er Colosseo co' Sampietro
già lo stanno a contrattà…

Qui se vonno venne tutto…
cielo, sole e st’aria fresca
ma la fava romanesca
je la volemo a rigalà!

Venite tutti a Roma v'aspettamo
se dice che più semo e mejo stamo

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Building With A Steeple


Building With A Steeple
Composer(s): Ron Dante; Gene Allan
Performer(s): Ron Dante



There's a place where I can go
When I'm feeling very low
When my mind is all hung up
With worldly cares, I go there

I just sit and meditate
Till I get my head on straight
In that building with a steeple
Filled with big and little people
From everywhere

You don't need any guide
'Cause the path you take is wide
There are wrong ways you can go
Just ask me 'cause I know

It won't cost you a cent
But your time will be well spent
In that building with a steeple
Filled with big and little people
From everywhere

Don't get lost
On your way to find it
Come as you are
No one there will mind it

Buh ba-buh bah buh bah
bah buh bah
Buh ba-buh bah buh bah
bah buh bah

Come and talk to the man
He will always understand
In that building with a steeple
Filled with big and little people
From everywhere

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Baby Love (Annie Philippe)


Baby Love
((Adapted from: Baby Love (English Version) (by The Supremes) - 1964))
Composer(s): Brian Holland - Lamont Dozier - Edward Holland Jr. - Ralph Bernet
Performer(s): Annie Philippe - 1965



Ouh ouh
Baby love, my baby love
Dis-moi pourquoi, oh oh
Fais-tu ça?
Je ne pourrai pas deux fois
Aimer de cet amour là
Mais que t'ai-je fait, dis-moi
Pour que ton coeur efface tout?

Oh! Baby love, my baby love
Je t'en supplie!
Que faut-il croire
Si ton amour s'endort
Si ton sourire n'est plus pour moi?
Chaque jour et chaque nuit
Chaque heure aussi
Me seront tristes, tristes
Baby love, ouh ouh, baby love

Baby love, my baby love
Ce n'est pas vrai
Dis que tu mentais!
Que c'était une erreur
Que tu voulais me faire peur
Afin de juger mon coeur
Et pour moi, oui, oui, oui!

Je pardonnerai
Je pardonne encore tout cela
J'oublierai, vois-tu
Que tu ne m'aimes plus
Que je reste perdue
Et nous revivrons tout
Ensemble, tout!
Tu seras toujours

My baby love
Je ne pourrai pas deux fois
Aimer de cet amour-là
Mais que t'ai-je fait, dis-moi?
Baby, baby, baby

C'est donc fini
Oui, c'est bien fini

Baby love, ouh ouh, baby love
Quelqu'un t'attend déjà
Tu t'éloignes de moi

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