Thursday, October 06, 2005

Ne remue pas le couteau dans la plaie, mes Weston ont ete subtilisees par des agents de la SNCF

I could tell it to my babe
I could tell it to my babe
I have another one
I could tell over the phone

But I won't I'm too shy
I don't want her to cry

I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
And a long way from home

I could tell it to my babe
I could tell it to my babe
I have another girl
I could tell her by email

But I won't I'm too shy
I don't want her to cry

I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
And a long way from home

I heard there's an island
In the middle of the ocean
Where men have two wives
Where men don't have two lives

I could tell it to my babe
I could tell it to my babe

I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
And a long way from home