Elle a les yeux revolver
Marc Lavoine
She has revolver eyes
A bit special, she is single
Pale face, hair pulled back
And I love that
She draws herself under split skirts
And I guess forbidden stories
That's how it is
So beautiful when she goes out
So beautiful, I love her so much
She has revolver eyes, she has a killer look
She shot first, hit me, it's over
She has revolver eyes, she has a killer look
She shot first, she hit me, it's over
A bit lost, a bit alone on earth
Hands outstretched, hair pulled back
And I love that
Making love on misunderstandings
We always live forbidden moments
That's how it is
So womanly when she bites
So womanly, I love her so much
She has revolver eyes, she has a killer look
She shot first, hit me, it's over
She has revolver eyes, she has a killer look
She shot first, she hit me, it's over
Her body ends under unknown sheets
And I dream of forbidden gestures
That's how it is
A bit special, she is single
Pale face, hair pulled back
And I love that
So womanly when she sleeps
So beautiful, I love her so much
She has revolver eyes, she has a killer look
She shot first, hit me, it's over
She has revolver eyes, she has a killer look
She shot first, she hit me, it's over
