But underneath this there is a secret Instead of fussing and fighting Cheating but biting You and your girl things could be pretty Wonderful world, beautiful people Eh-yeah, wonderful world, beautiful people You and your girl, things could be pretty That

Lovés pour en avoir, je peux te crosser Pour ce foutu papier, j'ai traîné dehors en course poursuite derrière y'a les porcs Donc même si j'en ai, j'en voudrais encore Ouais, pour en avoir j'peux te crosser, crosser, yah Il ne me reste pas beaucoup de

Bring it on home, bring it on home Bring it on home to you 'M gonna bring it on home to you I've got my ticket, I've got that load Gone up, go higher, all aboard 'M take my seat, a-right way back, ooooh yeah Watch this train goin' down the track

Aww yeah, aww yeah, aww yeah, aww yeah (aww yeah) Mamacita, never seen her 'less the green involved Only call you when she need you 'cause she want it all Don't believe her, she deceivin', you should leave her Mamacita, she a diva, but she put in all Aww

You're out of the woods, you're out of the dark, you're our of the night, Step into the sun, step into the light. Keep straight ahead for the most glorious place on the face of the earth or the Hold onto your breath, hold onto your heart, hold onto your

Oh, shooter My hands up (yeah) They want me with my hands up But no, I can't do it I think they want me to surrender My hands up, my hands up (yeah) They want me with my hands up (yeah) (Shooter, my hands up, my hands up, they want me to surrender) Yea,

C'était posé juste là On a vécu des jours des mois Des tremblements de paupières A cent milles années lumière Affligés comme les parias De nos amours buissonnières Entre le ciel et la terre Ça ne tomberait pas plus bas Et ça faisait bien notre affaire

That was us Yeah, here's to us I got my mail today, Just the kind that miss us A bunch of bills I can't pay, I guess their shit outta luck But there was one from an old friend, Brought back memories Black and white from way back when

Though I'm tryin' not to right now I miss you, yeah I miss you, oh I do I miss you, yeah I miss you Just to remind myself Of how good it is And I know we're not supposed to talk But I'm getting ahead of myself I get scared when we're not 'Cause I'm

I'm gonna follow the sun Oh, oh, oh, oh Now I'm gonna tell my momma That I'm a traveller Don't stop, you got to move I'm never gonna stop Keep moving on, moving on Follow the sun Hop back to my heart