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French Avenue

Tu me devores Et j'adore Le gout de ton corps Quand on s'amuse tous les deux dans le plus bel effort Je te dessine mon tresor Comme un petit dessin

me down, nightmare avenue Goin' down, nightmare avenue Drive me down, nightmare avenue Lay me down, nightmare avenue Take me down, nightmare avenue Goin' down, nightmare avenue Drive me down, nightmare avenue

in the bread Momma stayed in the kitchen And kept her well fed Now here she go Quick to meet her friends At the bus stop On the avenue That's when the

in the bread Momma stayed in the kitchen And kept her well fed Now here she go Quick to meet her friends At the bus stop On the avenue That's when

What about an early night? Monday never feels so bright Ooh the sheets feel cold and lonely Who wants to brave the pouring rain For a glass of French

't believe some call it anger, some say frustration but i think i call this big greed this time the circus has left without us and we could run away the french

the time has gone by and I didn't do the things that I wanted to looking back it seems like I should have known walking down and up and down the avenue

m fatter Friends all gather 'round me My enemies surround me Yelling "Fatso, fatso, fatso" I've eaten at every single greasy spoon on Seventh Avenue

sunday What about an early night Monday never feels so bright Ooh the sheets feel cold and lonely Who wants to brave the pouring rain For a glass of french