When I have rencontred you,
you was a jeune fille au pair,
and I put a spell on you,
and you roule a pelle to me.
Together we go partout
on my mob, il was super
it was friday on my mind,
it was story d'amour.
It is not because you are,
I love you because I do
c'est pas parc'que you are me qu'I am you.
You was really beautiful
in the middle of the foule.
Don't let me misunderstood,
don't let me sinon I boude.
My loving, my marshmallow,
you are belle and I are beau.
You give me all what you have,
I say thank you, you are bien brave.
It is not because you are,
I love you because I do
c'est pas parc'que you are me qu'I am you.
I wanted marry with you
and make love very beaucoup,
to have a max of children,
just like Stone and Charden.
But one day that must arrive,
together we disputed.
For a stupid story of fric,
we decide to divorced.
It is not because you are,
I love you because I do
c'est pas parc'que you are me qu'I am you.
You chialed comme une madeleine,
not me, I have my dignité.
You tell me : you are a sale mec !
I tell you : poil to the bec !
That's comme ça that you thank me
to have learning you english ?
Eh ! That's not you qui m'a appris,
my grandfather was rosbeef !
It is not because you are,
I love you because I do
c'est pas parc'que you are me qu'I am you.
