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# Posté le lundi 26 novembre 2007 12:49

mika

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!

How can I help it
How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby
Hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on the shelf?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!

Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!

# Posté le lundi 24 septembre 2007 12:33

mika

Hey, what's the big idea?

Yo Mika.

I said,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down,
I said,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down.

Sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down.
Say love, say love,
or love's gonna get you down.
say love, say love,
or love's gonna get you down.

I went walking in with my mama one day,
when she warn me what people say,
live your life until love is found,
'cause love's gonna get you down.
Take a look at the girl next door,
she's a player and a down right whore,
Jesus slows up, she wants more,
oh bad girls get you down.

Singing,
Sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down.
Say love, say love,
or love's gonna get you down.
say love, say love,
or love's gonna get you down.

Mama told me what I should know,
too much candy gonna ride your soul,
if she loves you, let her go,
'cause love only gets you down.
Take a look at the boy like me,
never stood on my own two feet,
now I'm blue, as I can be,
oh love couldn't get me down.

Singing,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down.
Say love, say love,
or love's gonna get you down.
say love, say love,
or love's gonna get you down.

I went walking with my mama one day,
when she warn me what people say,
live your life until love is found,
or love's gonna get you down.

Singing,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down.
Say love (say love), say love (say love),
or love's gonna get you down.
say love (say love), say love (say love),
or love's gonna get you down.

Mama told me what I should know,
too much candy gonna ride your soul,
if she loves you, let her go,
'cause love only gets you down.

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, lollipop.
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, lollipop.

Sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down,
say,
sucking too hard on your lollipop,
or love's gonna get you down
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# Posté le lundi 24 septembre 2007 12:26

sik

Doom dududu domm boom da da boom..

Everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today,
anyway you want to, anyway youv'e got to,
love love me, love love me, love love

I've been crying for so long,
fighting tears just to carry on,
but now, but now, its gone away,

Hey girl why can't you carry on,
Is it cos your'e just cloudin your mother,
little tight, like to taste for fun,
Well you aint gonna taste no other,
gonna make you a lover,

Everybody's gonna love today,love today,
love today, gonna love today,
anyway you want to, anyway youv'e got to,
love love me, love love me, love love
girl with a groove with the big bust on, big bust on,
Wait till your mother and your papa's gone, papa's gone ,
ohh mutha 4 her papa, shock shock me, shock shock me, shock shock,

Everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today,
anyway you want to, anyway youv'e got to,
love love me, love love me, love love

yeah she's a lover and she's mighty fine ,
give her a dollar and she'll make you smile,

Hooker, walk a looker, walk away!

Carry dresses like a kid for fun,
licks her lips like their something other,
tries to tell you life has just begun,
but you know she's gettin sumthing otha,
makes yiou a life from the mother,

Everybody's gonna love today,love today, love today, gonna love today,
anyway you want to, anyway youv'e got to,
love love me, love love me, love love
girl with a groove with the big bust on, big bust on,
Wait till your mother and your papa's gone, papa's gone ,
ohh mutha 4 her papa, shock shock me, shock shock me, shock shock,
I said everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today, gonna love today,
I said everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today,
anyway you want to dadadadadaddadadadaddaadd {fadding
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# Posté le lundi 24 septembre 2007 12:21

musique

Tout à l'heure
Je roulais sur mon scooter dans Paris
D'une voiture, au feu rouge, un mec me dit :
«Eh madame il est quelle heure ?»
Je lui réponds : «Midi»
Il me dit : «Madame qu'est ce que t'es bonne !
Tu veux pas m'faire une gâterie ?»
Ses potes rigolent
Sur le moment j'ai pas compris
Je réponds : «Mon grand,
C'est pas comme ça qu'on parle aux gens
Tu n'aimerais pas qu'on parle comme ça à ta maman»
Le mec me r'garde
Avec une tête de chien d'garde
Il m'fait : «Vas-y parle pas d'ma mère ou j'te défonce»
J'lui réponds : «Du calme Alphonse !
J'te connais pas, tu m'agresses
C'est quoi ce manque de délicatesse ?
On t'a pas dit d'traiter les femmes comme des princesses ?»
Il me dit : «Ouais, mais toi j'te baise !»
Je lui dis : «Ben nan justement
C'est bien ça l'malaise»
Tu sais que...

{Refrain, x2}
Garçon
Si t'enlèves la cédille
Ça fait gar-con
Et gare aux cons ma fille
Gare aux cons
Gare aux cons
Gare aux cons
Qui perdent leur cédille
Di di doum
Di di dam
Di di di di di di

J'continue mon chemin
Au feu suivant
J'entends : «Hé grosse cochonne !
Quand tu veux j'te prends»
C'est encore Alphonse avec sa tête de gland
Je lui dis : «Là tu t'enfonces, c'est indécent
J'y crois pas, mec, redescends d'ta planète
Tu t'prends pour Tony Montana
T'as même pas d'poils sur la quéquette !»
Il m'dit : «Vas-y, sois pas vulgaire
Tu vas voir où je vais t'la mettre !»
Je lui dis : «C'est moi qui suis vulgaire ?
Non mais là c'est la fête !
Je rêve, pour qui tu t'prends ?
Maintenant tu t'arrêtes !»
Je descends, il descend,
J'dis : «C'est l'bordel dans ta tête !
Qu'est-ce que tu comptes faire ?
Là t'es en galère, j'veux des excuses
J'attends, et j'lâcherai pas l'affaire»
Il me dit : «Nan, toi tu t'excuses
Espèce de vieille sorcière !»
«C'est la meilleure je t'ai donné l'heure,
J'aurais mieux fait d'me taire»
Tu sais que...

{au Refrain, x2}

Voilà comment parlent certains garçons
Quelle honte !
Ils mériteraient une bonne leçon
Tu veux jouer ? On va jouer
J'lui dis : «Baisse ton caleçon
Tu parles beaucoup, ça manque d'action
Tu m'as demandé ? Une fellation ?»
Tout à coup Alphonse a une révélation
Il renonce et me dit :
«Ouais, vas-y c'est bon !
Lâche-moi, pardon»
J'lui dis : «C'est bien
Là, t'as l'air moins con,
C'est pas normal d'avoir besoin
D'parler aux femmes de cette façon
Y a un sérieux problème d'éducation
Pourtant j'suis sûre que t'as un bon fond»
Il me dit : «T'as raison j'me sens tout bidon
C'est mes potes qui m'poussent, j'ai la pression !»
Je lui dis : «C'est bon, pleure pas !»
Il manquait plus qu'ça
Alphonse qui fond en larmes dans mes bras
Tu sais que...

{au Refrain, x2}

# Posté le lundi 24 septembre 2007 12:14