Paroles de Un Frappe Sur La Táªte
Lying low now - yeah, for a year or twoAnd I mean it - untill the week is through
Just myself now - and the stains to be explained
Phone and cancel - stay in and be a saint
But, a whistle - and I'm like a dog again ..
Celebrating - yeah, it's great to stay up late
One kick in the head
I was asking for it
Une frappe sur la táªte
I've been begging for it
Yeah, a slap in the face
Yeah, famous last words
Every nightmare turns out to be the same
Through the forest - I'm howling out my name
In my bedroom - the dogs won't catch the fox
I've got business - a bit more than I thought
But, I ain't talking - I don't know what it's about
I hold my hand out - yeah I'm such a naughty boy
One kick in ...
Everybody - should know about my curse
But, I say talking, will only make it worse
One kick in ...
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