Larme À Gauche

I looked in your phone
There was an email from Camille
In my head it echoes
She's charming this girl
I didn't delete it
I waited for you to see it
And there I could admire you
Imagining her voice

She makes boys cry
Who soften in front of her
She makes boys cry
To whom she dares to say no
She makes boys cry
Who tell her she's beautiful
She makes boys cry
And she's absolutely right

She makes boys cry
She makes boys cry
She makes boys cry
She makes boys cry
And she's absolutely right

Langorous and sensual
With hints of vanilla
She'll take you to seventh heaven
Where every star shines
(Where every star shines)
Where every star shines
(Where every star shines)
Where every star shines
Shines
Shines
Shines
Where every star shines

She makes boys cry
Who tell her she's beautiful
She makes boys cry
To whom she dares to say no
She makes boys cry
Who tell her she's beautiful
She makes boys cry
And she's absolutely right

She makes boys cry
She makes boys cry
She makes boys cry
Because she dares to say no