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It's time to follow the path of the Boys Band before our bow fades!
It's time to destroy reggae down here
to make popular music that dances easily to the steps.
It's time to find the sweet melodies
Which unfortunately make up the rhythm of life.
Little producer! Come towards me
Spit out your money and turn away from me!
I have nothing to say, nothing to do, alas, nothing to sing
But it seems that they like our fucking faces! Hey ! Hey!
It's time to follow the boy band route before our bow disbands
It's time to invade the entire Frnace with our clip
Make our body built body shine under the tropical sun
leave shirt open free hair vhair left in the wind
let yourself slide on the blue sea by a catamaran
Small producer
take us there
in the land of women of money, of coke!
"Oula!"
I have nothing to say, nothing to do but in the meantime
spit out as much as possible and head straight to the wind !
It's time to follow the boy-ban route before our bow runs out!