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You know, I confess I feel a lot of nostalgia
You in the car waiting right outside my house
I was late and you already took it for granted
The beatings I got if the concert had started,
A nice sandwich, a beer and two cannons
The right equipment for these situations
Making friends after a wild mosh pit,
These are memories that belong to the past!
But now sorry if I don't stay It's already late, I'm leaving you.
A fizzy drink to get in tune
My favorite singer is here, I've already swallowed six croissants
And the front row is mine!
I'm taking possession of my numbered seat
I try to socialize but I have to give it up
The people around are completely embalmed
The television is there and wants to be framed
I finished my beer along the avenue
mandatory to enter with the official drink
What a world this is, where I ended up
So ashamed that I ran away!
But now sorry if I don't stay late already, I'll leave you
I have to run to send my control coupons
This time I perhaps used up a guaranteed place
If they haven't warned you that's how it works!
Now the music has changed
a carbonated drink to get in tune
There's my favorite singer, I've already swallowed six croissants
And the front row is mine!
But now it's late, I'll give up on you
I have to run and send my control coupons
This time I perhaps used up a guaranteed place
If they haven't warned you, that's how it works!
Now the music has changed
a fizzy drink to get in tune
There's mine favorite singer, six croissants I have already swallowed
And the front row is mine!