quel belle hommage à jean-pierre!

Ah,tu viens de voir les guignols?

Il fallait bien lui rendre hommage pour la dernière de la saison

ouais et vive les vache françaises

Fallait bien,on le revérra très rarement l´an prochain

Enfin,ils vont taper sur Chirac et Villepin,sans oublier notre ami Sarko

Vivement septembre

pas trops quand même, en septembre c´est la fin des vacances ( qui n´on pas encore commencé pour moi)

re!

re linka

Ben moi,je dis vivement septembre

re Linka

et ben moi je dis... je susi triste
et en plsu ej dosi y aller je vais manger

et en plus je sais plus écrire...

vais me doucher,je re après

re!

Re Linka

buvons un coup ma serpette est perdu
mais le manche, mais le manche!
buvons un coup ma serpette est perdue
mais le manche est revenu!

bavas a cap ma sarpatte a parda
mas la mache, mas la mache!
bavas a cap ma sarpatte a pardae
mas la mache a ravana!

Ok d´accord

ouais, je préfere:

LA LA LALALA LA LA LALALA
I wrote her off for the tenth time today
And practice all the things I would say
But she came over
I lost my nerve
I took her back and made her dessert
Now I know I´m being used
That´s okay man cause I like the abuse
I know she´s playing with me
That´s okay cause I got no self esteem
We make plans to go out at night
I wait till 2 then I turn out the light
All this rejection´s got me so low
If she keeps it up I just might tell her no
When she´s saying that she wants only me
Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
When she´s saying that I´m like a disease
Then I wonder how much more I can spend
Well I guess I should stick up for myself
But I really think it´s better this way
The more you suffer
The more it shows you really care
Right? Yeah yeah yeah
Now I´ll relate this little bit
That happens more than I´d like to admit
Late at night she knocks on my door
Drunk again and looking to score
Now I know I should say no
But that´s kind of hard when she´s ready to go
I may be dumb
But I´m not a dweeb
I´m just a sucker with no self esteem

Pitié,ne recommence pas ca...

je peut chanter moi?

Au ClAIRe de La LUne
mOn AmI piERRo...