If I didn't know you yet
Our adventure would be worth gold
If we just met
My love, what luck
I'd have a delicious tongue
I'd have a honeyed part of me
My love, what have we done
I'm one of those who stay at the port
I know we were meant to laugh again
I'm one of those, but you're one of those girls
Who stay stuck in Brussels
If I knew nothing about you
I'd stay calm so we would be
If we'd never seen each other
I'd check out your ass without you knowing
I'd be quick with compliments
I'd be the strong man and the docile one
That latter one, I won't be anymore
My love, I've lost us
I'm one of those who stay at the port
I know we were meant to laugh again
I'm one of those, but you're one of those girls
Who stay stuck in Brussels
And when you dance, it's dripping
You're a treat for the retina
You're on a Mondrian canvas
That I trash with a thousand colors
Thrown without shame and without plan
Just like that, for happiness
I even picture us camping
There are those who stay at the port
There are those who still laugh
There are the guys and there are the girls
Who stay stuck in Brussels