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The cream of the crop says
That there is no such thing as an ugly woman
There is no such thing as a still night
We're the ones who didn't drink much
They're all chickens
The little breasts and the ass
And the details are almost nothing
Especially in the middle of the night
Half nine..........no, no way
br/>Half past ten............you can't even look
Half past eleven.........she's very bourgeois
/>Midnight...........but it's still cute
Half past one...........talking can't hurt< br/>Half past two..........she's actually quite sensual
Half past three
You're everything I want
On this night and this day
From the seat of my car to the police station
I know that tomorrow I won't even remember your name
I'll make a point of forgetting your phone number
But as soon as the night and the alcohol come to embalm me
We will know where and when
We will meet
To wake up the neighborhood
With screams of pleasure
It will look like a cat in heat
But just you and me