May 16 2009
Oh La La
Looks like the French are up to their old tricks, skipping work and smoking cigarettes.
Jeesh.
Too bad I have no idea what they are singing about.
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well…
being french : not much.
Basically, she just said that she want a lot of stuff, from material one to sexual one. I’m French, and this girl seem to be a real superficial bitch. The kind of girl I hate. Enjoy your non-understanding of the lyrics, the song seem better with that…
I want to have Sebastien Tellier on my Ipod ; I want your Mom’s credit card ; I want your dad’s car ; I want to go out with your friends ; I will wear my cutest panties ; I want a hot sex session ; You can look but you can’t touch.
I want to be in Justice top friend ; Gaspard’s hand on my thigh ; I want to be able to count without my fingers ; And I want yours in the right spot ; I don’t want to take the stairs ; Carry me in your arms then ; I want to be the only person on pictures ; And I want to model for Yves Saint Laurent ; I want geniuses as children ; And I want my dog to graduate ; I want your head on a tray ; I want mine on TV.
I dont want a piece of cake, I just want blow ; I dont want Kate, I want Ethan Hawke ; I want to jump off of big ladder ; do as you can for the rainbow ; i want chocolate and vanilla flavoured ice cream ; i want your balls to be blueberry flavoured ; I want to dance like Vanessa Paradis ; I want to see her boyfriend at Ibiza (ie Johnny Depp) ; I want to be asleep when you wake up ; and I want Yelle’s tshirt ; I want to fit in all my jeans ; and I want you to make me presents with your pay check ; I want ice cubes in my glass ; I want to make your grandma smoke weed ; I saw your stupid ex blah blah blah
n1 ONE song to rock