Boulevard Brune it is midnight.
She was blonde and so pretty
As if the mist had landed
On my eyes
Under the Flags
Little blonde on the Boulevard Brune
I turn you on and I smoke you
Along the police bus
At the corner of the square
You say nothing
What is your name
I do not know
Where are you going
I do not know anymore
Little Blonde Brunette Boulevard
I turn you on and I smoke you
Little blonde on the Boulevard Brune
I turn you on and I smoke you
At the corner of the square my pretty blonde
Along the bus it is midnight
I look at you
You are consuming
Along the police bus
Where are you going
Where is it?
I do not know
We do not say anything
Little blonde on the Boulevard Brune
I turn you on and I smoke you
At the corner of the square
Under the full headlights
I tell you my bitterness
Dogs are thirsty
The pigeons fly
The fed up is full
Golden numbers
It's raining crocodile tears
Life is Beautiful
The rotten world (x2)
Dogs are thirsty
Pigeons fly (x2)
Paris the day
Paris by night
Paris the cops
Paris punished
Little blonde on the Boulevard Brune
In the smoke my misfortune
At the corner of the square
I tell you come
At the corner of the square
Come finally
Little butt under my sole
Little blonde on the Boulevard Brune
Little butt under my sole
And the kepis that disturb me
Once again
Where are you from
Where are you going
Nothing in your pockets
Life is ugly
I do not know
I do not say anything
Boulevard Brune it is midnight
She was blonde and so pretty
Little blonde on the Boulevard Brune
Dogs are thirsty
The pigeons fly
The fed up is full
Golden numbers
It's raining crocodile tears
Life is Beautiful
The rotten world (x2)
Dogs are thirsty
Pigeons fly (x4)
Only among all we can make this a better place :)