.Je la voyais tous les premiers jeudis du mois
Dans son studio, j'étais au chaud, comme chez moi,
Elle faisait brûler de l'encens, dans du mobilier mil-neuf-cents
En me racontant au fond du lit, avec un accent de Paris
Tous les "auf wiedersehen", tous les "goodbye my dear"
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