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It's summer it's too hot for me
I got my pants, my boots even on the beach
Oh! I saw little girly girls
I'm Ok I just want to ...
It's winter it's too cold for me
I got my pants, my boots even on the snow
Oh! I saw little girly girls
That's allright I just want to ...
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I won a ticket (on a TV show)
For the "Nudist Sunset" (yeah, I wanted to go)
Wearing my new glasses (it's very trendy)
I suck a "Mr. Freeze" (at the beach party)
What a wonderful day
The sky is so blue
The sun is shining
The sweat is pouring off me
A drowned man is fishing (out of the water)
He gone skinny-dipping (like a big grouper)
The dead body is bitten (by the mosquitoes)
And roasting in the sun (from the head to the toes)
What summer holiday
This story is so true
The man is burning
The worms are crawling on him
What a wonderful day
The sky is so blue
The sun is shining
The sweat is pouring off me
What a wonderful day
The sky is so blue
The sun is shining
I'm in the nude, and I am freeeee
(be nude, be free...)
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Please be mine,
Just for one time (I promise you I'll never love you!)
Just for one kiss (I promise you I'll never love you!)
Just in my dreams (I promise you I'll never love you!)
Give me some kisses on this beach,
I know you'll never come back here,
Don't remember this 'cause it's so sad,
Don't tell me you want more.
Please never send me mail (except a JPG of your decolleté)
Think about future but not our's one,
Don't use "boyfriend" to speak about me,
Pleased to meet you but I must go.
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There's Nothing New Under The Sun
The Sunshine, The Sunrise, The SUNSET
There's Nothing New Under The Sun
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I'm swimming
in the waves
of the pool
with the sun
(But) The ice cream seller
is disappear'lalala
I've never
learned to float
that's why
I'm sinking
Six feet under the waves
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What do you drink now?
Lemonade or Pepsi Cola?
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In summertime, under hot red sky, I drink my wine
Tell me: why god chose this fucking time to leave me
alone?
I prey on the saturday night, damn alone
I wake up sweating in my bed
I see nobody, nobody's in this town
All right lord, all right!
I take a plane to L.A. and I want to smell some sand
I prey in the sky for having a real cool time
And what did I see on the beach?
Come on people, what did I see?
Oh man, I saw jesus on the beach!
I saw jesus on the beach
God, I wanted to kiss some wet girls and all I had to
fuck was my holy bible
Come on people, I saw jesus on the beach
I saw jesus on the beach
and he was surfing on his cross
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J'ai ressorti mon hamac du grenier
D'une couleur étrange
Tout ensoleillé
Il m'a brûlé les pieds
Il m'a brûlé les pieds !
La mer, la mer, la mer !
Me refroidir
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10. |
Nephtalie - Alba's Song
03:00
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I was ten years old
On the spanish beach
Surrounded by girls
Topless girls
Around me
Topless girls
She was twelve years old
On the spanish beach
She was twelve years old
Topless girl
Front of me
Topless girl
I was ten years old
I'll never forget you my little Alba
I'll never forget you
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Le sable, le sable, le sable, le soleil
Le sable, le sable, le sable, dans les oreilles
Le sable, le sable, le sable, le soleil
Le sable, le sable, le sable, sous les orteils
Blondir du crâne et danser en crabe
Je n'ai pas peur que ça crisse dans mes dents
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12. |
Le Aids - August 31st
05:11
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Dead holidays, the tiredness that i cannot erase
Oh, I'm amazed by the emptiness of my days
The summer's still here for a while
But who would really believe that?
It's the last day of august I
recall memories to kill some time
Days and days of happiness
The sun has cooked my salty face
My friends, you know you're the greatest
You see, you see, I can be glad sometimes
It's always like a little death when you say goodbye
Oh, remember in may,
how we couldn't wait for july to come
Oh, remember the way you counted the days,
wasn't fast enough
We said we'd do an awful lot
of things cuz finally we had time
And tho we haven't finished much
I do not give a damn because we had a lot of fun
Days and days of happiness
The sun has cooked my salty face
My friends, you know you're the greatest
You see, you see, I can be glad sometimes
It's always like a little death when you say goodbye
Oh, the endless sadness of the
tear that wet your eye a little
When you just packed up all your stuff
cuz you're coming back home
When you were ten
you thanked the place
told rooms "farewell"
Hey, I still do it!
Cuz it all pass out in a minute or so
Just to think that it's over and it feels like years ago
Cuz it all pass out just as when you think so
One second you were ok and next you feel like a hole
Days! Nights! Happiness!
Sun! Wipe! All my face!
My friends, you know you're the greatest
You see, you see, I can be glad sometimes
It was nice, it was nice, it was nice
It's always like a little death when you say goodbye
What you're now mourning for
is not good times, but just yourself
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I'm only in it for The melanine
I'm only in it for The cookie crisps
I'm only in it for The camping
I'm only in it for The beach girls
I'm only in it for The Fête Nationale
I'm only in it for The Bastille
I'm only in it for Lemonade
I'm only in it for The 14-year-old prostitutes
I'm only in it for The bermudas
I'm only in it for Baby Genius
I'm only in it for Reb'
I'm only in it for The icecreams
I'm only in it for The cha-cha-cha
I'm only in it for The vachettes
I'm only in it for The boyards
I'm only in it for The Coupe du Monde
I'm only in it for The fireworks.
I'm only in it for The disco.
I'm only in it for The skin cancer.
I'm only in it for The debauchery
I'm only in it for Peeping
I'm only in it for The secrétaire
I'm only in it for The Release party
I'm only in it for Gif-Sur-Yvettes, quoi !
I'm only in it for Brigitte
I'm only in it for The monokini
I'm only in it for The topless
I'm only in it for The gros kikis
I'm only in it for The summer? The summer pop?
The sunshine? The hamac?
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14. |
ß - Morning Oddities
01:55
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iiiiii
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Colors in the sky, over the ocean
Rumors of birds flying away
Flying wherever they can, far from that sand
Waves gently end up
The knocking out sun finally withdraw
In that sky with no cloud
You’d rather take a picture, not to forget it
Me, I forever will
It’s all fine but here,
There won’t be no tomorrow, tomorrow
No, there won’t be no tomorrow,
For that place I no longer know
Each night we spent there is a black hole
And now I’ve got to make up for
All the time I lost with you
A hard living thing has to be done
You can keep on begging
Just consider me as gone
No tomorrow for me here no more
The wind can blow everything up
Except you lying aside me.
Departure will be the solution.
It’s the last sunset, and I’m leaving, I’m leaving!
No seeing you again, so I’m breathing, I’m breathing!
Oh Waikiki Beach, I’m walking, I’m running!
It’s time to face it, I’m dying, yeah I’m dying!
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