Paroles : Hugues Aufray et Vline Buggy. Musique : Hugues Aufray. Nouvelles ditions MERIDIAN, Paris, France. 1. Ton vieux poulailler s'croule. Le renard mange tes poules.
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.