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You couldn't lie to me in
You lie to me in Paris,
No, you wouldn'T to embarrass
in front of the fathers of the fellas
Who'd raise their umbrellas.
Never one for a
it is just the two of us,
We started getting trouble, you see,
we started loving in degrees.
The coming and going in the doorhinges
And I'm peeling Suzanne'soranges,
Nothing I do is ever good enough for escaping
The that we've been making.
What I put question, you pu into bed,
Just like you put those wicked thoughts my head.
When are you town?
The Sigght of you me teary-eyed,
Your been honest,
But again it lies.

So I'm going to coty saved by paper and not souk,
Which judging by those standards could've been a letter you wrote.

Sur ce, très chère, adieu. trop causer,
Le temps que l'on perd à lire une
N'aura jamais valu la peine écrive.
(Oh, tes parapluies)