Oui Je L'Adore

When he doesn't come home too late
After a night out at the bars
Yes, I adore him, I adore him
When he tells me he loves me
And I manage to believe him
Yes, I adore him, I adore him
But when he comes home drunk
And he becomes mean, annoying
And he blames me for everything
Again and again,
I don't agree
He's a thug, a trickster
But you see, despite it all

Yes, I adore him, he's my love, my treasure
Yes, I adore him more and more every day

When he wants to play the wolf
And bites me savagely
Yes, I adore him, I adore him
And when he becomes sweet
Like a sleeping child
Yes, I adore him, I adore him
But if he feels like following the northern wind
Towards a new port
And those sirens and those wonderful treasures
I don't agree
He's a thug, a trickster
But you see, despite it all
When we are tired,
Entwined for eternity
Body to body
We fall asleep effortlessly

Yes, I adore him, he's my love, my treasure
Yes, I adore him, I adore him.