Hit Sale (feat. Roméo Elvis)

[Adélaïde]
There are the phrases you say, the easy guy phrases
The phrases I forget, drunk in the night
And your body twisting just to please me
But you know I bite your imaginary dreams

[Adélaïde and Raphaël]
There are bugs in my head
Imaginary dreams
There are bugs in my head
When I crush my cigarette

[Adélaïde and Raphaël]
Here everyone goes crazy (everyone goes crazy)
You're a hundred times too good, a hundred times too good
You've bugged our entrails (bugged our entrails)
You're a thousand times too much, a thousand times too sexy
You keep dancing to dirty hits
If you were all mine, you'd be my snack
You keep dancing to dirty hits
If you were all mine, you'd be my snack

[Roméo Elvis]
I lack application like cell phones
You fixed the wrong I left
You're a thousand times too good for me to be jealous
But now, you control me and you know it
You keep dancing to dirty hits, you put on an XL sweater, we can still see your boobs
I could be your handsome guy, I could be naughty to you because
You light up all the flames and I'm as docile as a loser

[Adélaïde and Raphaël]
Here everyone goes crazy (everyone goes crazy)
You're a hundred times too good, a hundred times too good
You've bugged our entrails (bugged our entrails)
You're a thousand times too much, a thousand times too sexy
You keep dancing to dirty hits
If you were all mine, you'd be my snack
You keep dancing to dirty hits
If you were all mine, you'd be my snack

[Adélaïde]
There are hundreds of warriors
Ready to try anything for me
To bleed for glory
To see my body tonight
Next to them
A visceral thought that drives them crazy
My scent like an altar, the others are blasphemies
Here everyone goes crazy
I'm a hundred times too good

[Adélaïde and Raphaël]
Here everyone goes crazy (everyone goes crazy)
You're a hundred times too good, a hundred times too good
You've bugged our entrails (bugged our entrails)
You're a thousand times too much, a thousand times too sexy
You keep dancing to dirty hits
If you were all mine, you'd be my snack
You keep dancing to dirty hits
If you were all mine, you'd be my snack

[Adélaïde, Roméo Elvis and Raphaël]
You keep dancing to dirty hits
(Here everyone, everyone goes crazy)
You keep dancing to dirty hits
(You're a hundred times too good, a hundred times too good)
You keep dancing to dirty hits, you put on an XL sweater, we can still see your boobs
I could be your handsome guy, I could be naughty to you because
You light up all the flames and I'm as docile as a loser