I was her mister, she was my madam
I preferred her without makeup
That girl, oh yeah, she was totally my thing
She knew how to handle me
I was 15 and a bit less hairy
I wasn't like the other kids, me all alone at the back of the class
She was a model, she had class
I wasn't a handsome guy, but damn we loved each other
I was her mister, she was my madam
I preferred her without makeup
That girl, oh yeah, she was totally my thing
She knew how to handle me

I cheated to come see her in her place
She was the subject of my first songs oh yeah yeah
We spent hours on the washing machine
I was a man, a real one
Her butt made me nosebleed, oh yeah
I was her mister, she was my madam
I preferred her without makeup
That girl, oh yeah, she was totally my thing
She knew how to handle me
It was crazy love, we made playlists
We remade the world, we indulged ourselves
We ate Greek food, we smoked cigarettes like adults
We said to each other: "old man, we'll kiss without teeth"
Then one day yeah, it wasn't the same
She was banging her head against the walls, she told me "I'm sick
Yeah I'm so ugly, and you, anyway I hate you
Because you're the only thing that keeps me from jumping out the window..."
I was her mister, she was my madam
I preferred her without makeup
That girl, oh yeah, she was totally my thing
She knew how to handle me
Anyway, she had taken everything from me
Even my mother told me "she's going to make you sick"
And I fell sick
And even though I had a hard time saying it
I said "(mmh mmh) you and me it's over"
I was her mister, she was my madam
I preferred her without makeup

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