I'm going back to the vacant lot
To pretend to be a big shot, a horseman
She taught me everything/caught me red handed
I've got you, I love you forever
I'm going back to the vacant lot,
To french kisses thrown away in the summer
My jokes don't make people laugh anymore
Whether I ramble or speak the truth
I don't play anymore/I'm not playing anymore
The crook, the champion who loves girls
I'm selling all my marbles
I don't dress like a happy man anymore
I love you eyes
My beauty, when one dives in them, one lives in them
Better to die of laughter than to die of goobyes
I'm going back to the vacant lot
The small of you back makes vahine waves
Like a garden that you prune
I shut (it) down on the convertible
I'm going back to the vacant lot
When sleep has gone to bed
How can watch be kept
Let's start the hostilities
I'm dont answer anymore
The challenges of the champions who love girls
I run away
I don't dress like a brave man anymore
I love you eyes
My beauty, they say like two fake friends
Better to die of laughter than to die of goobyes
There's no vacant lot anymore
We don't go to the palace anymore
I put away my cowboy boots
Dangerous game, minefield
I don't play anymore/I'm not playing anymore
The crook, the champion who loves girls
I'm selling all my marbles
I don't dress like a happy man anymore
I love you eyes
My beauty, when one dives in them, one lives in them
Better to die of laughter than to die of goobyes
I'm dont answer anymore
The challenges of the champions who love girls
I run away
I don't dress like a brave man anymore
I love you eyes
My beauty, they say like two fake friends
Better to die of laughter than to die of goobyes