Les percutées

Un ptit moment trop mimi du dernier épisode de la saison 5

Vivement que la sixième saison arrive!!!

Une légère envie de violence quand elle relace ses bas
Je ne suis plus à vendre, Houna je n'suis plus comme ça
Des rumeurs adolescentes disent que je ne suis pas
A toi et je pense que par de vrai se cachent

Dis moi si j'dois partir ou pas
Dis moi ! hou hou
Dis moi si tu aimes ça Houna
Car je suis fou de toi Houna
Quand tu n'm'appartiens pas !

Une violente envie de descente lorque t'embrasse ces gars
Je n'ferais point l'enfant tout ça ne m'atteind pas
Des rumeurs adolescentes disent que je ne suis pas
Un homme à femmes et rien d'autre qu'un homme à toi !

Dis moi si j'dois partir ou pas
Dis moi ! hou hou
Dis moi si tu aimes ça Houna
Car je suis fou de toi Houna
Quand tu n'm'appartiens pas !


Quand tu me mords où ça dérange
Et tu m'attache les bras
Quand je fait sautiller sa frange
Ses cris se tirent dans les graves
Les voyeurs en redemandent
Moi je ne veux que Houna
La plus belle des plus belles chambres
Et de la place pour trois !

Dis moi si j'dois partir ou pas
Dis moi ! hou hou
Dis moi si tu aimes ça Houna
Dis moi ! hou hou
Dis moi! Non je ne craquerais pas
Dis moi ! hou hou
Dis moi Si tu aimes ça Houna
Car je suis fou de toi Houna
Quand tu n'm'appartiens pas !

Baby, seasons change but people don't.
And I'll always be waiting in the back room.
I'm boring but overcompensate with
Headlines and flash, flash, flash photography.

But don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.

Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines.
Widow or a divorcee?
Don't pretend, d-d-d-don't pretend.

We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.

They say your head can be a prison.
Then these are just conjugal visits.
People will dissect us till
This doesn't mean a thing anymore.

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.

Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines, ohhh.
Widow or a divorcee?
Don't pretend, d-d-d-don't pretend.

We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces.
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places, woah.
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces.
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.

We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces.
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places, woah.
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces.
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places.
We don't fight fair.
With smiles on our faces.
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places.
We don't fight fair.

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
We don't fight fair.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
We don't fight fair.

Life is beautiful
We live until we die

When you run into my arms,
We steal a perfect moment.
Let the monsters see you smile,
Let them see you smilling.

Do I hold you too tightly?
When will the hurt kick in?

Life is beautiful, but it's complicated.
We barely make it.
We don't need to understand,
There are miracles, miracles.

Yeah, life is beautiful.
Our hearts, they beat and break.

When you run away from harm,
Will you run back into my arms,
Like you did when you were young?
Will you come back to me?

I will hold you tightly
When the hurting kicks in.

Life is beautiful, but it's complicated,
we barely make it.
We don't need to understand,
There are miracles, miracles.

Stand where you are.
We let all these moments pass us by.

It's amazing where I'm standing,
There's alot that we can give.
This is ours just for the moment,
There's alot that we can give.