She was a haute couture model
She had charm and outstanding legs
The eyes like the sea, the lips of coral
And an expression between desire and mischief
I loved her, I idolized her
I had a poster of her next to my bed
I dreamed to have, her woman body
and to discover with her the world of pleasure
How many times she suggested at me
Love me, love me
How many times I had her love
Of paper
She jumped suddenly to the news
As the romance of a fat millionaire
Back in love always sunbathing
Like a lizard in the garden of a spa
Five dresses, she wore greatly
And she was no longer the same girl as before
She got used to live, six months in Paris
But she couldn't be happy a single day
How many times she suggested at me
Love me, love me
How many times I had her love
Of paper
Maybe because of excesses or some drug
But one day they found her in her bedroom
With the messy blanket, lifeless and colorless
Sleeping beauty forever in my memory
I took off her poster next to my bed
And instead I placed a North American one
With eyes like the sea, with lips of coral
And the world started to go again
How many times she suggested at me
Love me, love me
How many times I had her love
Of paper, of paper