Morgane de toi

There's a jerk, at least four years old
He wants to steal your shovel and your bucket
Your diaper with your candies inside
Lolita, defend yourself, hit him with a rake in the back
Wait a bit before getting messed with
By these little macho guys who only think about one thing
Playing doctor unconventionally
I played that too, I know what I'm talking about
I know well the playboys of the sandbox
I used to flirt with their mothers before knowing yours
If you listen to them, they'll make you carry their backpacks
Luckily I'm here, watching you and loving you
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Lola
I'm just a ghost when you're not around
You know, my girl
That I'm morgane of you
I'm tired of getting tattoos
That make me look like a comic strip on my skin
I wrote your name with golden nails
One by one, planted in the leather of my jacket in the back
You're the only girl I can hold in my arms
Without dislocating a shoulder, without bending under your weight
You weigh less than a sparrow that doesn't eat
Never spread your wings, Lolita, don't fly away
With your tiny ass that looks like hazelnuts
And your skin sweeter than a chocolate croissant
You might make a bunch of guys hungry
When you go to school, if you ever go
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What are you talking about, you want a little sibling
You want me to buy you a friend, Pierrot
Hey, babies aren't found in stores
And I don't think your mother will want me to give her a little
What's up Lola, aren't we good together
Don't you think we're already enough
Can't you hear that noise, it's the world trembling
Under the cries of unhappy children
Come with me, I'll take you on my journey
In my ark, there's room for all the kids
Before this world becomes a big cemetery
We have to enjoy the wind at our backs
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