Va Dire Ton a Ex

Hmmm, hey
Oh, oh, ouch

Hey, go tell your ex
That it's over, that he has no more power
Over the small of your back
Go tell your ex
To erase you from his memory
You and your number
And come to bed
Where time will never stop
Come back to bed
Where winter is at 100 degrees

Leave him on the sidelines
He lost, game over
The door he closed will never open again
Tell him you're a queen
And even if he's sorry
The man in his place won't risk running away
Go tell your ex
That if he thinks he's the attacker of the century
I'm a good Libero

Go tell your ex
That if he wants to take away my gift from heaven
He just has to get up early
You can sleep peacefully
If I'm here, it's until death
Baby, let's pray at night
So that God gives us eternity

Leave him on the sidelines
He lost, game over
The door he closed will never open again
Tell him you're a queen
And even if he's sorry
The man in his place won't risk running away
I love you, I love you
Easy to say, not easy to assume
I love you, I love you
Easy to say, not easy to assume

Leave him on the sidelines
Let him be part of the decor
He just has to look at your photos in his memories
Leave him on the sidelines
Let him be part of the decor
He just has to look at your photos in his memories
Ah, thanks to Joé Dwet Filé for the production
This honey comes straight from beloved Haiti
It's Prince Dadj
Oh, oh, ah