| And you are more funny than ever
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| With this severity of yours
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| You want me to shut up, but no
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| It is the alcohol that makes me talk
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| It gives me the courage that I don't have
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| To confess the truth
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| I'm sick of both of you
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| Than of your malice
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| And your body that doesn't know
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| Tempt me in intimacy
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| I've had enough already, I'll tell you
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| Of that character you have
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| Exasperated I will finish
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| Because you exaggerate, you know
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| Yes, yes you know, and how not
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| Sometimes I would strangle you
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| God, five years, now you
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| You let yourself go more and more
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| Ah, what a sight you are
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| With those socks always down
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| Half made up and half no
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| With the curlers still on
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| I ask myself: «How can you
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| A man having loved you? "
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| I could, and beyond that
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| The life I have dedicated to you
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| You look like your mother, which she doesn't have
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| No femininity
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| When there are people, you jump up
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| You contradict me, you speak
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| With the poison in you
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| I don't know what you would destroy
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| Good luck I found
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| The day I met you
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| If you were silent, but now you
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| You let yourself go more and more
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| You are a tyrant who has no sensitivity
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| However, despite this, I know you are my wife
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| And it is therefore that it takes very little to groped
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| Now to start over
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| To lose weight some sport
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| Stay in the mirror a little longer, and then
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| Smile, and the cold air around you will end
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| Instead of you hate me and run away like the plague
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| Try to get that back
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| That, one day, a long time ago, she came singing to me
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| And, as long ago, I will hold you tight, as long as you
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| You let yourself go more and more |