Description: À Paris In Paris, Pop Music, French Pop, music loops, stock music library and royalty free audio
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Lyrics:
J'entre le métro
Les voix, les iphones
Le mélange des parfums
D' autres me font mal
J'entre le bistrot
Ya les mecs et, leurs meufs
Et me voilà
J'attends ton call
Les routes sont pleines de tes souvenirs
Les gens ont tout ton visage à Paris
Parfois je te vois
Je m'avoue dix fois
Faut pas, il m'aime pas
Je suis qu'un flot sur la mer
Parfois je te vois
Mille fois je te crois
Faux pas, tu vois pas
Je suis ni flot ni mer
Je suis venère
Je m'en vais enfin
Je travaille, je m'amuse
mais je te kiffe c'est vrai quoi
y'a partout des mecs
qui me trouvent mimi
qui me font bien mais
j'ai d'yeux que pour toi
Maintenant,assez de mensonges,
je reviens, je me mets à lire des policiers
J'en ai eu assez de toi et la romance
Tu captes vraiment rien!
I get into the metro
The voices, the iPhones, The perfume of others makes me ill
I get into the bistrot, there are guys with their girls, here I am waiting for your call
The roads are full of your memories
Everyone seems to have your face in Paris!
I see you everywhere, I swear to myself ten times, "I must not, he doesn't like you",
I'm just a wave on the sea
I see you everywhere, A thousand times I trust you, it's a faux pas, you don't see, I'm neither wave nor sea!
I'm so upset
I'm leaving finally, I'm gonna work, enjoy myself
But I dig you, that's true yeah!
Everywhere there are guys
Who will find me so cute
Who will do me good, but I have eyes only for you
Now enough with the lies, I'm going back, I will start reading detective novels
I have had enough of you and romance, You understand absolutely nothing!
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