Ne dis pas a ton pere Qu'il porte des oeillieres. Hey, your old man should know, If you see a shadow, There's something there. Hey! The streetlights all burnt out. Une annee sans lumieres. Je monte un cheval, Qui porte des oeilleres.

Lover I'm off the streets Gonna go where the bright lights And the big city meet With a red guitar, on fire She's the candle Burning in my room

This city never looked so good Street lights on fire Couldn't get much higher This city never looked so good the way it's lookin' so good on you yeah Ohh, singin' ohh This city never looked so good the way it's lookin' so good on you Your hands in my

Ne dis pas a ton pere Qu'il porte des oeillieres. Hey, your old man should know, If you see a shadow, There's something there. Hey! The streetlights all burnt out. Une annee sans lumieres. Je monte un cheval, Qui porte des oeilleres.