Couleur menthe à l'eau
Eddy Mitchell
Mint-colored water
She was made up
Like a movie star
Leaning on the jukebox
La la la la
She dreamed that she was posing
Just for a screen test
At the Century Fox
La la la la
She seemed comfortable in her skin
Her mint-colored eyes
Searching for a spotlight
The god projector
And I couldn't take it anymore
Of course, she didn't see me
Lost in her megalomania
I was out of place
She walked like a cat
Disdaining her prey
Or brushing past the pinball machine
The song that covered
All the words she mimed
Seemed to break her heart
She was overdoing it
The girl with mint-colored eyes
Hollywood is in her head
All alone she rehearses
Her entrance into a studio
Set mint-colored
Lost in her megalomania
I am out of place
But a guy walked in
And the spell was broken
Stopping the pinball machine
Her dark eyes shot
Aggressiveness
At the poor jukebox
The girl with mint-colored eyes
Put away her megalomania
And submitted to the dark eyes
The color of the sidewalk
And I couldn't take it anymore
She never knew
My prettiest of fantasies
Mint-colored water
