I saw her on a magazine cover
let's say it was by chance
I never used to walk where the
stalls show photos of
the girls who allow themselves to be photographed.
I turned around © and he flirted with me with his gaze
with his light laugh he insinuated himself to me
with his shoulder he raised
a colored negligee
my love's February playmate.
I remember that I was embarrassed
when I gave the individual
the payment for the forbidden magazine
what are people going to think
when they see me walking around the smiling girl
that I bought for myself.
When I got home I closed the doors well
and opened the pages with curiosity...
and then miss February
simply It was Julie for me
I had them there with a little hat
white stockings and lace gloves
looking at my blush from a sofa
I knew I was happy and single
who thinks that a gym
with a jacuzzi is better
who loves peace
and everything else
and who has never known love .
I sent obsessive messages
to the 30 executives
who issued the happy publication
and she answered a card
that she was so discreet
that she forgot leave your address.
I could never find Miss February
and I was sick with disappointment
but comfort came to my wounded
heart. With Miss March
my second love.
Miss July came and Miss August came
I liked Miss November a certain girl
Oriental
Miss December Dutch stopped me
I suddenly became international.
Oh! I am not a fan of
magazines
I prefer selection rather than variety
only white French corsetry but
I think I would settle for a girl
really.

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