(Three)

Whatever happens
Life is a highway
A journey home
On a shitty car
I want to understand why
It's already full of troubles
That you won't solve
And I know, you can't
Say no to women, eh-eh-eh

And it's like an instrument that I don't know how to play
Your face has an expression that I can't imitate
Even if it's wrong, it makes you emotional
I would like to do it again for the joy, joy
In those moments of boredom, boredom
On a scooter with four people
No one with a helmet
To feel the wind against us
One against the other
I will write you a poem or a fuck you
That remains in history or on a wall
With that mattress on the floor that has seen everything
Dirty with ash and beer, we destroyed it

Whatever happens
I'm good at astonishing
Because my worst has no end
You have to endure it
And I should change my attitude
And I know I should be less of an asshole
But I remain the same as before
Alone at the gas pump
It does me good, it hurts me
I don't know what I think

And it's like an instrument that I don't know how to play
Your face has an expression that I can't imitate
Even if it's wrong, it makes you emotional
I would like to do it again for the joy, joy
In those moments of boredom, boredom
On a scooter with four people
No one with a helmet
To feel the wind against us
One against the other
I will write you a poem or a fuck you
That remains in history or on a wall
With that mattress on the floor that has seen everything
Dirty with ash and beer, we destroyed it

I just need to chat a bit (I just need to chat a bit)
About things I don't know (about things I don't know)
With four or five friends (with four or five friends)
The secret to being happy (the secret to being happy)

Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na, ah

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