Alone at the bottom of a glass that only has the smell of Scotch
In stage costume with still nothing in his pockets
The guy would like to look like this that he was
I don't dare admit it, it's a bit stupid
It's nevertheless good thanks to him if I sing today
I collected his photos when I was little
I had all his records, I imitated him in front of my mirror
And if it's really him, it's disgusting
I don't dare say hello to him
Talking about yesterday, paying for his drink
Lying to him that we don't really forget the people
Who knew how to sing love to us so well
I don't dare say hello to him
But to say nothing would be even worse
And if I'm afraid, it is to look too much like him
And to find me tomorrow
Like him, like him, like him
The others have since discovered new music
Pretty singers and nicer idols
He couldn't adapt to electric guitars
And he never understood that it was over
Y has a few stories about him that make the profession laugh
But there's not a single friend who wants to hire him
We say hello to him from afar, don't get too wet
Sometimes one day or another, you never know
I don't dare say hello to him
Talk about yesterday, pay for his drink
Ly to him that we don't don't really forget the people
Who knew how to sing love to us so well
I don't dare say hello to him
But not saying anything would be even worse
And if I I'm afraid, it's that I'm too much like him
And that I'll find myself tomorrow
Like him, like him, like him

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