Ca Plane Pour Moi
Kim'Kay
It's working for me
Wam bam my cat splat jumped on my bed and ate
His tongue while drinking from my whiskey
As for me, barely slept, drained, mistreated
I had to sleep in the gutter
Where I had a flash
oh oh oh oh in four colors
Come on, one morning my buddy came to my place
Doll in cellophane, Chinese hair
A band-aid, a hangover
Drank my beer in a large rubber glass
oh oh oh oh
Like an Indian in his igloo
It's working for me
It's working for me
It's working for me me me me
It's working for me
oh oh oh oh
It's working for me
Come on, my buddy, what a blast, what a vibe
To throw oneself on the doormat, filed, ruined, emptied, filled
You are the queen of the couch, he says passing by
oh oh oh oh I am the queen of the couch
It's working for me
It's working for me
It's working for me me me me
It's working for me
oh oh oh oh
It's working for me
Come on, mind your own business, don't worry, don't touch my planet
It's not today that the sky will fall on my head
And that I will miss alcohol
oh oh oh oh it's working for me
It's working for me
It's working for me
It's working for me me me me
It's working for me
oh oh oh oh
It's working for me
It's working for me
It's working for me me me me
It's working for me
oh oh oh oh
It's working for me
