Too cool and too sexy,
Like the purest dime you shine
The way you dance around me
Nasty, just like a snake...
I cannot hear the words you're telling me
I cannot even tell where the hell you came from
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There is something in you that is holding me
Seductive sound of frying skin
Your face is now the one I want to see
And I drink your speech while you're serving me
CHORUS:
Not! The man you're not!
Not! The man you're not!
The man you're not
Red like the other colors turn to the darkest one
Schizophrenic trip in a ravenous field of fire
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CHORUS
You try to keep me in a passive mood
And the ladies' kisses turn to bloody bites
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CHORUS 2x
Writer(s): Franck Marius Damien Costanza, Werther Jean Henri Camille Jac Ytier, Jean Pierre Isnard, Pierre Maille
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