Give me a suite at the Ritz, I don't want it
Jewelry from Chanel, I don't want it
Give me a limousine, what would I do with it? Papa-ra-papapa-ray
Offer me staff, what would I do with them?
A mansion in Neufchâtel, it's not for me
Offer me the Eiffel Tower, what would I do with it? Papa-ra-papapa-ray

I want love, joy, good mood
It's not your money that will make me happy
I want to die with my hand on my heart, papa-ra-papapa-ray
Let's go together to discover my freedom
Forget all your clichés
Welcome to my reality

I'm tired of your good manners, it's too much for me
I eat with my hands, and I'm like that
I speak loudly and I'm frank, excuse me
Enough with the hypocrisy, I'm getting out of here
I'm tired of double talk, look at me
Anyway, I'm not mad at you, and I'm like that
I'm like that, papa-ra-papapa-ra

I want love, joy, good mood
It's not your money that will make me happy
I want to die with my hand on my heart, papa-ra-papapa-ray
Let's go together to discover my freedom
Forget all your clichés
Welcome to my reality

I want love, joy, good mood
It's not your money that will make me happy
I want to die with my hand on my heart, papa-ra-papapa-ray
Let's go together to discover my freedom
Forget all your clichés
Welcome to my reality

I want love, joy, good mood
It's not your money that will make me happy
I want to die with my hand on my heart, papa-ra-papapa-ray
Let's go together to discover my freedom
Forget all your clichés
Welcome to my reality

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