.Be-bop, pieds nus sous la lune, sans foi ni toit ni fortune
Je passe mon temps à faire n'importe quoi
Sur les pistes, noires de préférence
Quand le démon de la danse me prend le corps, je fais n'importe quoi
Tout va bien
Sur un jerk électronique, se nouent des amours lu.
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