I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

I don't belong here Not in this atmosphere Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye The human race Sick of running Started with a kick and a punch A claw to the face

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

Lay in the atmosphere A casual affair (Hush-hush, don't you say a word) A casual affair Hey, a casual affair That could go anywhere And only for tonight Take any moment, any time A lover on the left A sinner on the right

My number one hit You are my number one hit Baby you are the song of my life And the sweetest melody And I love making love to your eyes It's like singing in the perfect key I got a studio up in heaven And it's the perfect atmosphere It's guaranteed to

There isn't enough love in the atmosphere To keep you here, ah Don't leave me here I ride for my baby I died for my baby I'd die for my baby no lie In the atmosphere And I can't blame myself for getting lost inside the promise of you

(La vie de rêve) Je m'en irai de l'or au cou comme Cléopâtre et Pharaon Sombre équipe, sombre thème, sombre atmosphère (ouais, ouais, ouais) Débrouillard mais pas gangster (non, non, non) Paire de gants, deuxième tenue quand il faut l'faire (ouais,

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle