I blame it on your love I blame it on your love, I do Every time I fuck it up I can't help it, I can't stop Sorry, I blame it on your love, yeah Every time you get too close I run, I run away And every time you say the words, I don't know what to say

Oh, c’est la traversée Oh, je la vois s’éloigner Oh, je la vois s’approcher C’est moi qui tiens le p’tit troquet de ce côté-ci de la place J’ai des clients fidèles, des piliers de bar et de terrasse Je garde un mot et un sourire pour chacun d’eux, c’est

Not a damn thing changed Tryna sit still, keep looking at the main aim Always doing me so I have to maintain Not a damn thing changed, just sticking to the game plan I'm just spittin' words out my mouth I'm glad I got somewhere to go Keep pouring out the

Heard they tryna steal the wave, cut it out, cut it out Spicy mamis on the way, bust it down, bust it down Saw my watch, she love the way I flood it out, ayy Talk to me nice, show you what these Bentley 'bout, whoa Pipe down, throwin' up shots First we

No tienes nada que perder Pa’ que liberes el stress Dale báilalo, solo olvídalo, la noche ya empezó Con el baile Ven baila solo inténtalo Cambiemos to’ de emoción Liberemos nuestras mentes de una vez del control

Par dessus l'étang Soudain j'ai vu Elles s'en allaient Vers le midi La Méditerranée Un vol de perdreaux Montait dans les nuages La forêt chantait Le soleil brillait

Don't go crying to your mama Ain't it fun Living in the real world So what are you gonna do Being all alone 'Cause you're on you're own, in the real world 'Cause you're on your own, in the real world When the world don't orbit around you Ain't it good

Just hold on tight to me, girl Fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout ya job Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love Right back, rock you back Wake up, wake up, wake up,

Don't wanna be your monkey wrench One more indecent accident I'd rather leave than suffer this I'll never be your monkey wrench What have we done with innocence? It disappeared with time, it never made much sense Adolescent resident Wasting another night

The sunnyside of the street On the sunnyside of the street Seen the carnival at Rome Had the women, I had the booze All that I can remember now Is little kids without no shoes So, I saw that train and I got on it With a heartful of hate and a lust for