gare Quand tu t'en vas Je suis malade Completement malade Comme quand ma mere sortait le soir Et qu'elle me laissait seul avec mon desespoir Je suis malade parfaitement malade
love sick, love sick (love sick love sick) I'm just abit love sick, love sick (love sick love sick) I'm just abit love sick, love sick (love sick love sick
Spoken] They make me sick I know I feel you, that's why we gotta stick together Yep Yep Yep [laughs] I know it... [Chorus:] You make me sick I
Maladie d'ete, coup de foudre si vite arrive, j'ai l' c?ur prisonnier? Maladie d'ete, gout d'amour tellement tout sucre? J'veux pas m'en aller? Maladie
we make a sick tight connection when we see our true people on tour Head rush keep it going now you know we get it right we keep it flowing now we're sick
times we're not I'm sick of crying all these nights I'm sick of being sick and tired And I'm sick of all these rules I'm sick of all these lies Half
a nimpot' ki le Fo ke nonm epi fanm' bien comprenn' Ke la vi pa monotonn' Ke apre l'ete se l'otonn' Ke nimpot' bitin pe rive nimpot' ki man Mem docte ka malad
turn a young man's face to stone sick as a dog, what's your story sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue sick as a dog, you'll be sorry sick as a dog, '
La p'tite Bill, elle est malade. Elle a besoin d'une promenade Avec un qui serait son amoureux, Une heure ou deux. La P'tite Bill, y a le temps qui presse
. We're all part of the same, sick little games, And I need a get-away (get away) I'm wasting my days, I throw them away, Losing it all on these sick
I learned the truth Your heart is in a place I no longer wanna be I knew there'd come a day I'd set you free 'Cause I'm sick and tired Of always being sick
waste 'Cause I learned the truth Your heart is in a place I no longer wanna be I knew there'd come a day I'd set you free, cause I'm sick and tired Of always being sick
't take no more, Cause I'm tired of it. I'm so tired, so tired, Sick and tired of it all, I'm so tired, sick and tired, I'm so tired, sick and tired
Y'a dans ma tete plus qu'dans mon cul Tout un tas d'idees bien tordues Comme on fait "prole?" au face a face Ou meme le miroir se glace C'est qu'le reflet
destroyed me with a smile While I was sleeping I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it This kind of love I'm so sick of it I see, I see lovers
There is nothing for which I'm responsible. Just this baggage I keep carrying on, As if I had someone. Maybe there's a woman somewhere, Who's still thinking