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My brunette
I'm going to count to ten
One is the Sun that shines on you
Two are your commanding legs
We are three in your bed, three
My brunette
The fourth comes after
Five your continents
Six the half tasks
Of my warm halves
I keep counting now
Well, well, well, well, well, well

My brunette
Seven are the sins committed
Eight add up with me
Nine the ones I charge you
More than ten I have felt

And as for me, art is abundant
What you give me, give it to me, give it to me well
A little here and a little to whom?
When your mouth touches me, it excites me and provokes me
It bites me and destroys me
All is always not enough and move well
No one like you knows how to make me coffee

Brown agate, and it kills me, it kills me and finishes me off
Let's go to hell, even if it's not eternal
Soft and good, good
No one like you knows how to make me coffee
But when your mouth touches me, it excites me, provokes me
It bites me and destroys me
All is always not enough and move well, well, well
No one like you knows how to make, uff, coffee

My brunette
If this is not happiness
May God come down and see it
And even if he doesn't believe it
This is glory
And as for me, I put in the art, what you give me
Give it to me and give it well
A little like this and a little to whom?
But when your mouth touches me, it excites me and provokes me
It bites me and destroys me
All is always not enough and move well
No one like you knows how to make me coffee

Brown agate, and it kills me, it kills me and finishes me off
Let's go to hell, even if it's not eternal
Soft good, good, no one like you knows how to make me coffee

And when your mouth touches me, it excites me, provokes me
It bites me and destroys me
All is always not enough and move well, well, well
No one like you knows how to make, uff, coffee

Well, well, well, well, well, well
Well, well, well, well, well, well
Well, well, well, well, well, well, coffee
Well, well, well, well, well, well, coffee
Well, well, well, well, well, well, coffee