No, there, the girl sent me a message on Insta
Yeah, and then you don't know, like she wants to meet me and all
I don't know what, it was no, she wants sex
You know, even in the messages it was rather naughty and all
But you know in the dates there, I never really know what to talk about and all
Because you can't just show up there and stuff her directly
You have to talk a little bit you see

It all started with a little message
Barely two, three it was about seeing each other
Everything she said was very sexual
I already knew it wasn't going to disappoint me
To get there it's the train or the subway
But for a rare pearl, I could take the plane
For a sweet Asian who speaks Spanish
Or a young beauty from the islands fallen off the truck
I get smashed every night, she eats balanced
We already know we won't go far together
No condom brand, I want to be sponsored
I live the star life, yours interests me little
Barely twenty minutes spent around a drink
And the conversation is already going in circles
When I talk about what I like she swallows wrong
Keep talking, I'm asking myself questions

You want to talk, talk about what?
Talk, talk about what?
You want to talk, talk about you
But I don't want to hear about you (you, ooh)
You want to talk, talk about what? (Hmm, about sex! Yeah)
You want to talk, talk about what?
You might want to talk about me, but, you already know everything about that
(That, han, yeah) you want to talk, talk about what?
Even when you talk, I don't listen to you
You want to talk, talk about what? (Han, talk, talk about what, han han)

And every year, I go with my father, my mother and my brother, uh
We sleep in a tent, actually (yeah?)
And it's really super nice to be so close to nature
Because, all year I live in my 15 square meters in Paris (yeah yeah)
And there, the fact of finding myself in Ardèche
It's so nice, it recharges me, you know

It's dead, I tell you straight, I don't give a shit about your camping stories
If you wanted to gossip, do it with your gay best friend or your girlfriends
Why pretend we want to spend the evening together, when
We could go straight up and do what we have to do under the sheets
That way I wouldn't have to stay here
One more night and I would have ended up killing your cat
Half a babos makes only the legs sting
The nerd who only gives me old German movies
If all my hookups listened to my music
A few weeks, the album would be Diamond
Tonight I pull you up in the kitchen, you can tell your girlfriends
That you slept with a famous guy and it wasn't great
(But hey, it was cool, anyway)

You want to talk, talk about what?
Talk, talk about what?
You want to talk, talk about you
But I don't want to hear about you (you, ooh)
You want to talk, talk about what? (Hmm, about sex! Yeah)
You want to talk, talk about what?
You might want to talk about me, but, you already know everything about that
(That, han, yeah) you want to talk, talk about what?
Even when you talk, I don't listen to you
You want to talk, talk about what? (Han, talk, talk about what, han han)

When I do it, it's sex style, another one-night girl who will end up in my text
We'll do it again if she sends a text, yeah
No more time to talk, tomorrow I work, tonight we fuck early, yeah

Hey, oh, you want to talk, talk about what? You want to talk, talk about what?
Hey, oh, you want to talk, talk about what? You want to talk, talk about what? (about sex!)

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