When I was little
You haunted all my nights
Throwing away your bathrobe
Leaving me alone in the dark
Every night in my bed
I thought about 'moment
Where you showed your breasts
Your loins were good...
Obao, Obao, Obao
Obao I've had you under my skin
Since all this time
I have grown up
Every day I wait
In front of my screen
This disturbing moment
Or in front of all these people
You show your breasts
Your loins, and that's good...
Obao, Obao, Obao
Obao I've got you under my skin
On my deathbed
I will still shiver
But the bathrobe and the glory
For me it will be too late
And on our screens
We will broadcast you again
You will show your breasts
Your kidneys will be good...
Obao, Obao, Obao
Obao, I've got you under my skin

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