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noi bambine non abbiamo scelta
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He calls me promises that he will kidnap me he will take me to the cinema it's my drug it can't hurt me we have nothing else we have no choice we girls I like the man on the blond Honda to spend ah - ah in a tub of dirty motel water what's wrong with that? germain-des-près ah - ah he's my teddy-boy he lives in trouble he never cries he wonders that
will be
Of
we? he writes on my mouth the words that I can't say when I cry in this stupid world he makes me die with good hands to transmit ah-ah to these buttocks of cream and coffee what harm is there? mon petit verlaine ah - ah...