Farmer Mylene
Live A Bercy
California
Airport, terminal
but for all the gold
I'm leaving
it's the blues,
the blues
the check out
assured
come at night and
sing the hour
and I die
between apathy and
gravity
where I remain
change my perspective,
take the exit
and send me to
Amà ©rique
sex appeal, it's
Sunset
it's Marlboro who
smiles at me
my love, my self,
know that he
exists
the heat of
abandonment
it's like a
symphony
the sky of California
is sexy
br/>under my skin I have L.A.
in overdose
so sexy the spleen of a
road movie
in the retro my life which
anamorphoses
I have no more I.D., but
the idea
of paying for the
freeway
is osmosis, on
the road
asphalt under
the feet
come at night, it's
the jet lag
that shifts me
br/>L.A.P.D. gives me a
blame
it's not the
have a trip,
treat yourself to a streap
under the sun in full
noon
six a.m., I'm
offset
I'm ice in the water,
I'm melodious, say
my love my Wesson
my artifice
the heat of the
it's like a
symphony
it's sexy the sky of
California
under my skin I have L.A.
in overdose
so sexy the spleen of a
road movie
in the retro my life which
anamorphoses

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