What are you playing at, handsome dark guy, with your autumn-colored eyes
Your melting cheeks, your hollow stomach
What do you want , Buster Keaton?
Need for love and tenderness, backlight and caress
Your little needy heart that pangs in my hair
What is- what do you want?
That I take you, that I hug you, that I play you on my piano
That I turn you on, that I play you ringworm, let me lay you on your back
Yes but tonight, you have no luck, I am the Venus of Melo
With your looks and your mannerisms ¨res when you compose without seeming
Your hands which bawl and your black eye which rests on my bathrobe
Nightmare, fright and great sorrow, you dreamed that you were a dwarf
That your hopes were on fire and that love was just a game
What are you want?
That I take you, that I hug you, that I play you on my piano
That I turn you on, that I turn you off, that I lay you on your back
Yes but tonight, there's no need, I'm the Venus of Melo
With your big body yawning, tender animal, beautiful sloth
Your little smile which finds the fault cracks the first of us both
Come if you want
Let me take you, let me hug you, let me I play you on my piano
That I turn you on, that I turn you off, that I lay you on your back
That I take you, that I play you treigne, that I play you on my piano
That I turn you on, that I turn you off,
I am the Venus of Mélo, I am the Venus of Melo

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