Four in the morning
Tired, I was looking for my way home
And I bumped into horny devils
Ready to make me their little whore
One of them took me by the hands
The others watched him, casually
I'm screaming, struggling but to no avail
And my little heart tells me that it's over
What are they going to do with me ?
What did I do wrong ?
What are they going to do with me ?
What did I do wrong ?
Devils have no color
Cowards, they came in numbers
I didn't see my aggressor
I can only remember their scent
Where are you hiding, you coward ?
Where are you hiding ?
Where are you hiding, you coward ?
Où ?
Four in the morning
A beautiful girl was looking for her way home
In her nice satin dress, mmm
She got me horny, I couldn't do anything about it
I quickly called Martin
We were going to defile her with our old thingies
She who played the saint so well
We're gonna impregnate her
What are they going to do with me ?
What did I do wrong ?
What are they going to do with me ?
What did I do wrong ?
Devils have no color
Cowards, they came in numbers
I didn't see my aggressor
I can only remember their scent
Where are you hiding, you coward ?
Where are you hiding ?
Where are you hiding, you coward ?
Où ?
Four, four, four in the morning
Four, four, four in the morning