He started his group barely two years ago
A failing unemployed man, the son of the pharmacist
A bass player from Toulouse, a drummer from Harlem
A mixture of jazz and blues, African new wave version
He sold his mob and the leather of his jacket
Sacrificed uncompromising music to fashion
Since the time that he's rowing, on the sand at the bottom of a cave
I can tell you ladies and gentlemen, that one of these days it's going to get serious
When Jimmy says What I say I love you baby
It's like the whole province singing in English
When Jimmy says What I say oh baby come on
It's like the whole province marching to the weston
br/>He sings in the countryside, in Saturday dances
Rock n' roll bananas reggae jealousies
Travel in a minibus, third-rate hotel
He has everything and even more to finish Rolling Stone
I love his little love face, I follow him in his troubles
And I will always follow him, I can't keep myself from him undoing it
I caressed his jeans, I slept on his guitar
Every time I imagine it, it makes me weird weird
When Jimmy says What I say I love you baby
It's like saying the whole province singing in English
When Jimmy says What I say oh baby come on
It's like saying the whole province that walks in Weston
He sold his mob and the leather of his jacket
Sacrificed uncompromising music to fashion
I knew for a long time that he would leave Montbéliard
And if Paris takes it from me, it's because it's really a star
When Jimmy says What I say I love you baby
It's like the whole province singing in English
When Jimmy says What I say oh baby come on
It's like the whole province marching to Weston
When Jimmy says What I say I love you baby
It's like the whole province singing in English
When Jimmy says What I say oh baby come on

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