Kané
Fauve
High as a Kite
Okay, alright
You're not exactly a saint
And it's true that you're not
A golden boy
Besides, if we look at your body
When you strip down
We have to admit that naked
You're not really the ideal man
I also heard that you dreamed
Of being Lennon or McCartney
What do you want, my old friend?
I did my best, it didn't happen
And then I was told that at night
You were trying to sell your soul to the Devil
To make you less ugly
Stronger, nicer, and stable
Yet you're beautiful, like a comet
I've got you under my skin, you're in my head
And even if
It were just me
You can't just walk away like that
Because you're beautiful
Like a planet
I've got you under my skin, you're in my head
I'll keep saying it
As long as it takes
You can't just walk away like that
And then what will you do, high as a kite, tell me?
You'll look like a fool
What's the point of being high, tell me?
It’s pointless
I know, I know
Sometimes you hurt people
Because you're not always the guy
The most loyal
Nor the most honest
Already, normally
You're a bit off, actually
But on top of that, when you drink
You quickly become pretty dirty
Almost scary
You also tend to be a bit
Lecherous
When you're not downright pushy
Doing things not very classy
To apologize the next day
Pitifully
And then your outbursts, hey
We could talk about those too
When you show your teeth
Without warning
Over nothing
And against anyone
Yet you're beautiful, like a comet
I've got you under my skin, you're in my head
And even if
It were just me
You can't just walk away like that
Because you're beautiful
Like a planet
I've got you under my skin, you're in my head
I'll keep saying it
As long as it takes
You can't just walk away like that
And then what will you do, high as a kite, tell me?
You'll look like a fool
What's the point of being high, tell me?
It’s pointless
You're scared of everything
It's barely believable
You get stuck on a number of things
Absolutely countless
It's been going on for so long
I don't know how you manage
To rust so much
Even if I still believe
That in the long run, it’s worn you down
Inside
Besides, we sometimes hear you say
Strange things
Weird stuff
Talking backwards and telling stories
That make no sense
You've become weird
Unpredictable
Disconcerting
Offbeat
Cryptic
Some even say
They saw you at your window at night
Talking to satellites
Yet you're beautiful, like a comet
I've got you under my skin, you're in my head
And even if
It were just me
You can't just walk away like that
Because you're beautiful
Like a planet
I've got you under my skin, you're in my head
I'll keep saying it
As long as it takes
You can't just walk away like that
And then what will you do, high as a kite, tell me?
You'll look like a fool
What's the point of being high, tell me?
It’s pointless