This is stupid, I'm not stupid Don't talk to me like I'm stupid I still love you, but I just can't do this I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid To tell me lies Hmm stupid in love Oh, stupid in love, hmm Let me tell you something

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, toujours dans de sales histoires Pourtant c'est elle qui dit aux gars "Si tu comptes pas me revoir, au revoir!" Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Jenny va avoir trente ans, célibataire trop longtemps (hmm hmm) Elle a plus le temps de perdre du temps

We took a Polaroid You signed your name up on it I put it in my wallet All of a sudden I never was looking, hmm I'll be looking for the rest of my life Hoping I'd see your face again It captured the look in your eyes It's only a matter of time

Boom, boom, boom, boom I'm gonna shoot you right down Knock you off of your feet And take you home with me Put you in my house Ow ow ow ow ow Hmm hmm hmm Hmm hmm hmm hmm

And I shiver all over, I shiver all over I shiver all over, 'cause I ain't got you, hmm I wear shades 'cause my eyes are red I got a headache that just won't go away It's a wonder that I'm not dead I get the blues in the mornin' So bad, I scare myself My

In your arms tonight yeah It will free your mind yeah Can you feel it feel it feel it feel it oh And it's all for your body It will free your mind I just want to have a good time (yeah,hmm) (It's all about having a good time)

Hmm, c'est si bon Lovers say that in France When they thrill to romance It means that it's so good Oh, c'est si bon So I say it to you Like the French people do Because it's oh-so good, ba-ba-doo, doo day Every word, every sigh

Beer or whiskey if you're with me, wet your lips Starting this night off so right with Just a sip, just a sip Gonna be mm hmm so good, mm hmm so nice What gives you courage to walk up to a ten in a bar What turns the nervous into a rockstar What gets you

Balance ton quoi D'aller te faire en, hmm- Laisse-moi te chanter Même si tu parles mal des filles je sais qu'au fond t'as compris Balance ton quoi, un jour peut-être ça changera Ouais j'passerai pas à la radio Parce que mes mots sont pas très beaux Ouais

We are strangers, who share a photograph Like that submarine, that never made it back Forever wasn't meant to come as fast In this moment all we have is an empty photograph We used to have it all Like Chicago Bulls in '93, hmm Then came that civil war