Something within you
Isn't right
An "I don't know what"
Which leaves me dumb
Something within you
Isn't right
But everywhere else
Everything spins so much around
Dum dum bullets
To the car wheels
To the choo choo rhythm
Of the Batignolles train
To the whispering of the city
To the morning of crazy nights
NNNNothing makes you panic
And yes I do love that
Yes I prefer that more
Yes I do love that
Because this is so you
And nothing more than you
No nothing more than you
Than you
No nothing more than...
Something within you
Isn't right
But in your rounded legs
I'm purring
Something within you
Isn't right
But all around me
You go round
Dum dum bullets
To the car wheels
And the saints' life
And their halos
The whispering of the city
And their soft machines
NNNNothing makes you panic
And yes I do love that
Oh I prefer that more
Yes I do love that
I do love that
Love that
Because this, is so you
Yes yes that, is so you
(Watch it guys)
That (That) Is so you
No no no that (That) Is so you
It feels
That (That) Is so you
That (That) It feels, it feels
It feels that its you
It feels
It feels that its you
It feels
It feels that its you
It feels
It feels that its you (It feels)
It feels, it feels, it feels
And nothing else more than you
No nothing else more than you, than you
No nothing else more than you, than you
No nothing else more than you