Paroles:
Romanci

/music: Gold-Lloyd) You say high, i say low You say stop, i say go You say don't pay the bills Cause you won't but i will Do you believe in romance Do

Reeboks Or knackered Converse Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks But all of that's what the point is not The point's that there ain't no romance around

Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun Dust on my face and my cape, Me and Magdalena on the run I think this time we shall escape. Sold my guitar to

romance, I'm ready for romance is here at last! In the ballroom of romance, In the ballroom of romance, In the ballroom of romance, In the ballroom of romance

, That love's not been controlled by the weather, And all of our summers, we'll have our winter romance. (Though the snow is gone the romance lingers

I've been held closely by a stranger Sweet romance The moment that my eyes first saw him In a glance I knew right from the start that I adored him Sweet romance

No more credit From the liquor store Suit is all dirty, boy Shoes is all wore Tired and lonely, my Heart is all sore Advance romance I can't stand it

fine romance, you won't wrestle I might as well play bridge With my old maid aunt I haven't got a chance This is a fine romance A fine romance, my good

Un monde finit Un autre commence Tu peux ravaler ta romance J'ai tout compris Je pense Qu'on n'est plus du meme pays Quand on etait dans l'vieux