Do I love you, do I? Doesn't one and one make two? Does July need a sky of blue? Would I miss you, would I If you ever should go away? If she sun should desert the day, What would life be? Will I leave you never? Could the ocean leave the shore?

People say I'm no good Write me off, oh yes they should Fuck 'em they're just sick in the head They're writing my history Think somebody should've asked me Everyone was safe in their beds I won't live, won't live like them

Somebody's knocking Should I let em in Lord we're just starting But where will it end You tell me that there's love here, but, to me, it's blatant That with all the blood here, I'm dealing with Satan Plus with all the hating, it's hard to keep peace (uh

Sur Instagram, j'reçois des nudes et des numéros J'aime trop la femme pour en aimer qu'une Mon plus grand défaut J'aime une femme mais c'est compliqué C'est très compliqué Elle sèche ses larmes, elle a abdiqué Sait qu'on va s'quitter C'est beaucoup plus

In just seven short days You'll change your life All of your innocence found You'll even lose a few pounds See yourself making a mint Quality time with your kids Send me your money and I'll change your life Just one local call and you'll see A happy path

Fiesta, fiesta While y'all gotta club date, I'm fuckin' wit arenas Gotcha man sayin' "Kelly have you seen her?" Yeah she wit me on the low Gettin' high off the 'dro, got her knees on the flo' After the show it's the after party then After the party it's

Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry And there's moonshine in the trunk Like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off

Femmes, femmes, femmes Oh ! Femmes, femmes, femmes On vous aimait pourtant plus un homme ne vous comprend Qu'avez-vous fait de nous nous sommes là regardez-nous Femmes, on ne comprend plus rien du tout, on ne sait plus à quoi on joue Femmes, plus aucun

Gleich hab ich ihn gefangen, da hab ich aber Glück Steigt langsam in die höhe, gleich fliegt er mir davon Doch an der langen leine, hohl ich ihn mir zurück Ein großer, ein runder, ein roter Luftballon, Ein großer, ein runder, ein gelber Luftballon Ein

I'm in a New York state of mind Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, the Daily News It comes down to reality, and it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide I don't care if it's Chinatown or on