Just you, just me Let's find a cozy spot To cuddle and coo Just us, just we I've missed an awful lot My trouble is you What are your charms for? What are my arms for?

J'suis dans l'Aventador, bébé, je sais qu't'adores Vroum vroum vroum vroum vroum J'suis dans l'Aventador, ouverture papillon Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh J'suis dans l'Aventador, té-ma mes putains d'jantes J'suis dans l’Aventador D'abord, j'coupe le pain en

La bohème, la bohème Ça voulait dire Je vous parle d'un temps Que les moins de vingt ans Ne peuvent pas connaître Montmartre en ce temps-là Accrochait ses lilas Jusque sous nos fenêtres Et si l'humble garni

Can I get, can I get a connection? Can I get a connection? I can see it in my, see it in my reflection Oh, can I get a connection? These days my waves get lost in the oceans Seven billion swimmers, man I'm going through the motions Sent up a flare, I

Qu - ak -ak - ak - Qu - ak - ak - ak Qu- ak - ak - ak - ak - aak Wir Fröschelein, Wir Fröschelein Wir sind ein lustiger Chor Wir haben ja, wir haben ja, Kein Schwänzlein und kein Ohr Und kommt der Storch, und kommt der Storch Dann hüpfen wir ins moor,

You saw my wild ways Stuck around through my ugly days I know you mean everything you say So why do I feel like I'm fooling you? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Why do I feel like I'm fooling Oh oh oh oh oh You know all that, still you stay And a reasonable person

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh I wanna go up there and I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there, actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna see what's up there, must be better than the hell on the ground Yeah, take me all the way to the top baby

And there ain't, no No one can change it No one can do it better than yourself I'm like, oh I hope you know you're not alone in that hell Oh, oh I hope you know you're not alone in that hell I got the letter back Saying I can come and see you I really

I wanna be your endgame I wanna be your first string I wanna be your endgame, endgame Big reputation, big reputation I wanna be your A Team And you heard about me, ooh I got some big enemies And I heard about you, ooh You like the bad ones too

Feeling low down and dirty Just like a dog without a bone Oh what happened to my lady Better get her tail back home Gonna be suspicious, more suspicious from now on Too much howling at Big Yeller Too much growling at the door Too much running round in