Paroles : Hugues Aufray. Musique : Dusty Owens. ACUFF ROSE PUB. INC.. 1. Encore. Juste une fois encore. Et tour tour. Chantons toujours. Encore. Un dernier refrain.
Paroles : Jacques Plante. Musique : Hugues Aufray. ditions M.C.A. Caravelle Music France.. 1. Les filles sont jolies. Ds que le printemps est l. Mais les serments s'oublient.
Paroles : Jacques Plante. Musique : Hugues Aufray. ditions M.C.A. Caravelle Music France.. 1. Les filles sont jolies. Ds que le printemps est l. Mais les serments s'oublient.
Paroles : Jean-Michel Rivat et Franck Thomas. Musique : Maurice Dulac. Nouvelles ditions MERIDIAN, Paris, France. 1. J'ai connu milie. Aux premires jonquilles.
Paroles : Hugues Aufray et Pierre Delano. Musique : Hugues Aufray et Jimmy Walter. 1966 by ditions Arpge.. R. Debout les gars, rveillez-vous. Il va falloir en mettre un coup.
Paroles : Hugues Aufray et Vline Buggy. Musique : Mort Schuman. 1966 ditions Robert SALVET droits transfrs. CELINE MUSIC / La Compagnie droits transfrs.
Paroles : Hugues Aufray et Vline Buggy. Musique : Mort Schuman. 1966 ditions Robert SALVET droits transfrs. CELINE MUSIC / La Compagnie droits transfrs.
Paroles et musique : Hugues Aufray. ditions Monique MONNET. 1. Les enfants font une farandole. Et le vieux matre est tout mu. Demain il va quitter sa chre cole.
[Verse 1]. She smiles like you, even wears the same scent.. She parties just like you, we even have the same sex.. Shes just a clone, something to do since youve been gone, gone..
VERSE. Bitch I run the Heights, where the fuck you been at?. And if this was a race, you motherfuckers would have been lapped. And everything you dream about, shit I done did that.
I don't mind if you want to sleep on your own. I don't mind if you want to bring somebody home. to spend the night. I don't mind your casual affairs. your one-night stands because I know I'm the main man in your life.
I'm your unfinished business. I turn up at times conveniently around. I don't make demands - it's on your terms. but they're sound. Playing your game / verging on the humane / I get a little romance.
Playing your game / your mother substitute. She is she / That you never screwed. Playing your game / Her life revolves round and round you. A total investment / Can't afford to love.
A touch a glance it's a slow dance - it's a classified romance. Purpose, lust and charm - dance to an old refrain. (I love you). Mutual attachment - semi detachment.
Got a bad taste in my mouth / got a heavy heart - won't go away. Can't remember much about last night / but I'm trying to regain. a little self-control today.
Dear John - cherchez la femme?. Dear John - round the bend?. Dear John - still looking for me?. Dear John - still like what you see?. Dear John - find a sex-machine.
You're one of those who changed the game. You brought in new rules which you obey. And coping, coping, coping or nearly anyway. . You mustn't do this, it may affect her.
We don't torture, we're a civilized nation. We're avoiding any confontation. We don't torture, we don't torture. American hostages. in Iran. Heard daily on the news.
Saw my reflection in the mirror, didn't recognize myself. I felt more distant and more useless than the dust upon the shelf. I tried to fix it but I only ended up hurting someone else.
It doesn't make the rain fall down. It doesn't make the world go round. It doesn't make the loudest sound. It doesn't mean I'm sorrow bound. . It doesn't make the wrong things right.