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Where are they? I'm settled, I have my rifle, eh
Diarabi, take your things, let's go far from here, to Tennessee, eh
Yeah, ouh

Warn me when it's too heavy, don't try to take a detour
Look me in the eyes, tell me "kafou", I'll follow you to the end
Replace your "I" with "us", replace your name with mine
And if the rope unties, we both fall into the ravine
And yeah, at night, I've leaded, and yeah, at night, I've scratched
I'm going to set fire like Johnny, you'll have to call the firefighters
Not if I declare my flame to you, you're my girl, you're my wife
And since the first meeting, you haven't lost your charm
And you know it's you and me
The others, we don't give a damn, eh
We know each other, we're not going to kouma
At home, we're not ches-lou, eh

Where are they? (Where are they?)
I'm settled, I have my rifle (I have my rifle, paw, paw, paw, paw)
Diarabi (ouh), take your things, let's go far from here, to Tennessee
The neighborhoods, the slums, they don't pay off
Baby, you know that a kalenta
The neighborhoods, the slums, they don't pay off
Baby, you know that a kalenta

And all the time, I'm unloved
Focused, I only make sums
Why? You're back? You're like the others
Me, it's DA, I would have the boat
I'm a kid, I'm from the three towers
And then if I say "I love you"
I'm your soldier, it's for life
Diarabi (oh), you're mine, you've corrupted me (hey, oh)
You want to see life (oh)
I would change it for our two mothers (hey, oh)
And for me, you're the only one
I swear, all these crazy women, I don't give a damn
Me, I'm Clyde, you're my Bonnie
I'm a bandit, follow me on this one

Where are they? (Paw, paw, paw)
I'm settled, I have my rifle (I have my rifle, paw, paw, paw, paw)
Diarabi (ouh), take your things, let's go far from here, to Tennessee
The neighborhoods, the slums, they don't pay off
Baby, you know that a kalenta
The neighborhoods, the slums, they don't pay off
Baby, you know that a kalenta

Where are they? I'm settled, I have my rifle, eh
Diarabi, take your things, let's go far from here, to Tennessee, eh
The neighborhoods, the slums, they don't pay off
Baby, you know that a kalenta
The neighborhoods, the slums, they don't pay off
Baby, you know that a kalenta

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