She cries
Tears roll down her cheeks
She tells me she's scared
That yesterday she was crying in the shower
Damn
My eyes are fixed on her mouth
Saint Laurent right bank
How beautiful Paris is tonight
Great lady
Who loves love stories
And stories that end badly
Saint Laurent right bank
How beautiful Paris is tonight
Great lady
Who loves love stories
And stories that end badly
Oh Saint Laurent what a hell
Together on this Seine bridge
I see our fingers intertwining
While her cheeks blush
Like flames under the sea
It's been three, four times
That we brush against each other thinking about it
You like to hang out in my sheets
When we listen like children
My pretty pirate heart
Will leave disappointing
My pretty pirate heart will leave laughing
Chanel around your neck
Decided to dry your tears
Saint-Honoré suburb
Was flooded tonight
Was flooded tonight
Saint Laurent right bank
How beautiful Paris is tonight
Great lady
Who loves love stories
And stories that end badly
Saint Laurent right bank
How beautiful Paris is tonight
Great lady
Who loves love stories
And stories that end badly
Prada on the feet
Chanel on the chest
I make her listen to the song
She doesn't have Chanel she reproaches
While her heel, Prada hits the ground
She loves it when I call her
She loves to pretend that it's a problem
We said goodbye yesterday
But she cried like a girl
To whom we will no longer say I love you
I think she is, supposed to, find the one she loves
Goodbye Saint Laurent right bank
I'm leaving sad like a popular singer
I will keep the smell
Saint Laurent
I will keep the smell of your Chanel

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