It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays, "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord I ain't no senator's son, son Some

None of us who cry know we can hope, break off Baby that's enough thunder Tell me are you with me Oh we can all stay down, on one out there So he's provoking our, on the one for out there Tell me are you with me? We can hope for heartbreak now 'Cause non

Ton body est chaud, ton body est frais Ton body est fou, mon body t'attend, oh non En osmose quand nos corps se mêlent Soirée inoubliable, c'est toi et moi Soirée inoubliable, c'est toi et moi Trop de bla bla bla bla bla Ta douce odeur Chanel Me fait

Je n'ai pas besoin, non pas besoin de toi Fuis moi, je ne te suivrai jamais jamais Jamais non jamais Jamais jamais Oh non non non, oh non non Elles étaient toutes jalouses Mais tu es un vrai loser Je suis loin d’être amoureuse

Pretty woman What's the matter with you Can't make you love me, no matter what I do Oh pretty woman she's the rising sun Says all your cheap paint and powder ain't gonna help you none She's a pretty woman right down to the bone So you just might as well

I just need some time, ooh Please don't call my phone, I need some time Just to sit and think about my life It's been every day nonstop every night Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And so this is Christmas A very Merry Christmas And a happy new year Let's hope it's a good one Without any fear Another year over The near and the dear one The old and the young And so happy Christmas

Oh, pretty woman Can't make you love me No matter what I do Sure's the rising sun Says all your cheap paint and powder Ain't gonna help you none 'Cause she's a pretty woman Right down to her bone So you might as well

Don't worry 'bout me You should worry 'bout you, yeah, yeah Keep doing what you do best, babe That's loving only yourself, babe You should worry 'bout you (Oh, oh) Yeah, that's your problem, so fix it 'Cause I ain't none of your business Now I've been

Y a pas moyen Djadja J'suis pas ta catin Djadja, genre en Catchana baby tu dead ça Putain mais tu déconnes C'est pas comme ça qu'on fait les choses Oh Djadja, j'suis pas ta catin Djadja, non Aya Nakamura oh yeah Hello papi mais qué pasa? J'entends des