portes En balayant les feuilles mortes Aux quatre coins de la vallee Un grillon un grillon Un grillon dans ma cheminee Un grillon un grillon Un grillon
qui donc passe par ici Mais qui donc passe par ici C'est Cri-Cri c'est Cri-Cri Et qui donc est ce seigneur Le grillon chanteur
les portes En balayant les feuilles mortes Aux quatre coins de la vallee Un grillon un grillon Un grillon dans ma cheminee Un grillon un grillon Un grillon
Mais qui donc passe par ici Mais qui donc passe par ici C'est Cri-Cri c'est Cri-Cri Et qui donc est ce seigneur Le grillon chanteur
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ce soir Demain par le premier train J'irai ouvrir les grilles de ma maison Dans le jardin tout fleuri Tu seras la qui me souris Ce sera bon d'ouvrir les grilles
Chestnuts roasting on a open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody knows
Mr. Bourbon and coke laughs at all of my jokes When he's drinking Mr. Martini stares and he never shares What he's thinking And Miss. Sexy red wine tells
teeth Now show yo grill man Grill ?em, grill ?em, grill ?em (Show yo grill man) Grill ?em, grill ?em, grill ?em (Show yo grill man) Show yo grill man Show yo grill
what's the go with all these new set of rules that you live by? 'fraid you might die? watch them go by... what's the go with all you scene suckin' fuckers
Use your bed like a trampoline I said, ?Higher, higher? Just for love if you know what I mean I said, ?Higher, higher? I'm what you desire, sire And
My baby's off, yeah he's shootin' tigers My baby he such a fuckin' liar My baby boo yeah Lookin' for a 19-20-20, 19-20-20 My baby oh yeah he's leavin
I might lie, yeah Sukkafish and die tonight I'm falling before you I'm falling before you And you will cry, yeah Read a note of suicide I'm falling before
Here at the end, pathetic again But I'll hang your clothes on the line, on the line Curse all the soldiers, I swear that I'll hold ya When gentle days
From the past the winds of Melancholy blow... I hear The Call of the ancient wind I feel its blow (and) its Freezing Cold And I see no more... For the
You told me that your 20 years have gone by much too fast And you've been hoping this year will be better than the last You said you've been waging a
will Jump on into my Coupe DeVille There's a Mexico sunset standing still fall in love to the thrill of the grill fall in love to the thrill of the grill
Wretched, look at me, I've lost it Melting on the table, in parking lots and markets I can't help it, I love you like a starfish Loves the salty water