Pourvu qu'elles soient douces
Mylène Farmer
As Long as They're Sweet
Hey man!
Your sideways glance
Is in no way lewd
Your mom spanked you too much
Your taste you reveal
Is not perverse at all
And your baby is not mad
Your Kamasutra
Is a hundred years old
My God, how outdated
The ultimate
In this landscape
Is to love both sides
Your majesty
Never moves without
Your little pillow
Forever I am
Your only class
Everything is just a price to pay
You make Ah! and Oh!
Behind your work
When my little pants
Standing and back
Without losing courage
Uncover your obsessions
You insist on not giving a damn about everything
But as long as they're sweet
You only have the moon of a poet in mind
You're knocked out by my curves!
You insist on not giving a damn about everything
But as long as they're sweet
You only kept the 'stupid look' of an aesthete...
Everything is beautiful if it's 'Seen from behind'!
OK!
Prose or poetry
It's all just an excuse
No need to apologize
Muse and muse
My little butt cheeks
Keep inspiring you
I make Ah! and Oh!
I never get tired
Out of love for a nutcase
Shouldn't youth
Have its way
Why rush things?
You insist on not giving a damn about everything...
