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You always wanted a lover
I only wanted a job
I've always worked for my living
How'm I gonna get through?
How'm I gonna get through?

I come here looking for money
(Got to have it)
and end up leaving with love
Now you've left me with nothing
(Can't take it)
How'm I gonna get through?
How'm I gonna get through?

I bought you drinks, I brought you flowers
I read your books and talked for hours
Every day so many drinks
such pretty flowers, so tell me
What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?
What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?
What have I, what have I, what have I...

Since you went away I've been hanging around
I've been wondering why I'm feeling down
You went away, it should make me feel better
but I don't know how I'm gonna get through
How I'm gonna get through

You always wanted me to be something I wasn't
You always wanted too much
Now I can do what I want to forever
How'm I gonna get through?
How'm I gonna get through?

At night, the people come and go
They talk too fast and walk too slow
Chasing time from hour to hour
I pour the drinks and crush the flowers
What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?
What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?
What have I, what have I, what have I...

Since you went away I've been hanging around
I've been wondering why I'm feeling down
You went away, it should make me feel better
but I don't know how I'm gonna get through
How I'm gonna get through

We don't have to fall apart, we don't have to fight
We don't need to go to hell and back every night
We could make a deal

 

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Aon aon, aon aon. 

 

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Moi, 
Je n'ai pas d'amour pour 
Les hommes lourds 
Aux piétons je dis non. 
Mon cœur reste sourd sans passion 
Aux sans-avions 
Aon aon, aon aon 
Les avions 

Au bar de l'Escadrille 
Je vois les vrilles 
Et mon cœur a des bonds 
Aux loopings que font ces garçons 
Et leurs façons 
Aon aon, aon aon. 

Vole, 
Je veux un amour qui vole 
Quitter la terre qui me désole 
Me désespère 
Je suis faite 
Pour l'azur et ses conquêtes 
Pour le cuir des flying jackets 
En coucou, en piper 
Un aviateur 

Moi, 
Les amours terre à terre 
Rien à faire 
Les folies qu'on peut faire 
À bord d'un fouga-magister 
Les vibrations 
Aon aon, aon aon 

Vole… 
Ah qu'il vienne 
M'emmène par-dessus les antennes 
De nos villes si quotidiennes 
Aon aon, 
Charles Lindbergh, Louis Blériot,
Aon aon, 
Un aviateur qui me vole 

Vole…
Vole…

 

 

 

 

 

Can't escape this question
In my mind all around me
People fall in love but I was blind
Till you found me
I don't why but I can't stop the fire
That grows inside
I don't know how
And I can't control it now

Young ones everywhere
Making music they can share
Young ones everywhere
Touching hands to show they care
Young ones everywhere
Get the feeling in the air
Young ones everywhere
Miss someone who's never there

Sometimes I've a feeling
I could give love forever
Strong enough to make my heart
Relieve nights together
You shared my dreams
Now it's hard for me to understand
Just what it means, were they castles in the sand?

Young ones everywhere
Making music they can share
Young ones everywhere
Touching hands to show they care
Young ones everywhere
Get the feeling in the air
Young ones eveywhere
Miss someone who's never there

 

 

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N'y allons pas par 4 chemins.

Ni une, ni deux, je vous le donne en mille et j'aurais beau vous le répéter 36 fois,  The 13th Floor Elevators m'envoient au 7ème ciel.

Les 3 quarts du temps.

 

 

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