Lyrics
Huh uh
Il est quatre heures du mat'
J'me réveille seul, sur le parking du tourane
Ma Xantia est détruite, ruinée
J'ai la braguette ouverte
Et je sais même plus combien de cocktails j'ai bu la nuit dernière
Quatre, trois, deux, un, partez...
Je pars, vers l'inconnu, à la recherche de Sandy
Sandy, un visage angélique
Des bras comme mes mollets
Toi Sandy, équilibriste de l'amour, funambule du sexe
Cauchemar érotique qui me hante
Un buffet à volonté pour ma courte paille
Tu as mis le cul, dans mon voyage culinaire
Sandy, tu m'as fait mal
Yet another day, making plans, staying tense
But remember that you never saw us
Don't make a fuss
You're the one caught away
Don't believe me when I say
That we are making progress
There's no success
None of this is here to stay
What I'd recommend if you can
Is to enjoy the moment
From the basement
Outside is just the end of days
And if it's good, then go ahead
There's no voice coming from the shed
If you insist, I won't decline
You do your thing, cause I've done it
All my life
I've been getting older
Might be taking the romance
I don't mind
I just wanna make sure
Might be something with my head
All our lives
We've been getting closer
And farely soon we'll all be dead
I don't mind
Lucky to be with her
Like a butter you can spread
Writer(s): Mcbess, Alex Gopher
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