Lyrics: Je suis de celles
Artist: Benabar
Song: Je suis de celles
[I'm of those girls]
Hey , what are you doing here ?
It's me , it's Nathalie
What ? Don't you recognize me ?
Sure you do
We used to go to the same high school
It's true , I've changed
I've got children , a husband
What's wrong ? You look surprised
I wasn't destined
To a life in apple-pie order
I was lost
My husband found me
I was of those girls
Who never say no
The easy girls
Whom you forget the names
I wasn't pretty
Me , I was his girlfriend
The one you hardly see
That you call "what's-her-name"
I was two years older
Maybe two years too old
& I used to love boys
Maybe I little too much
Of course , you had
A dozen of conquests
That nobody had ever seen
Always in parties
To many of you
I'm for the first time
Of those girls who count
But not that much
I wasn't of those girls
Who you court
Me , I was of those girls
Who want it already
You would come home
But the very next day
You would refuse in public
To hold my hand
When you would kiss me
Out of sight
I knew why
So nobody can see us
So I would close my eyes
Until I split my lids
While , to watch out ,
You would keep them open
I kept repeating to myself :
"I shouldn't tie to him"
You kept thinking :
"It shouldn't be known"
But once you were in my arms ,
Your winded whispers ,
It was to me , only to me ,
That they were destined
Wrap-around you ,
Smelling your hair
I know it , I claim it ,
You loved me a little
Some girls fall in love
It's pure , it makes them rise
Me , I used to fall in love
Like I would fall from a chair
& Proud that you've done it
You would hold conference
A mouse that you dissect
My body for science
I used to nourish
Your jokes in barracks
That you thought were manly
You little cavemen
Giving me
Only one sweet words
Seemed to you
Like the worst weakness
You , proud of your arms
You would talk like experts
Forgetting that in my arms
You acted less proud
& The other girls
Perfidious little goody-goodies
Would have shaved my head
In another time
Those who are used
To be cuddled
Don't know about the loneliness
That nothing can console
You would come home
But the very next day
You would refuse in public
To hold my hand
From: http://lyricstranslate.com
Song: Je suis de celles
[I'm of those girls]
Hey , what are you doing here ?
It's me , it's Nathalie
What ? Don't you recognize me ?
Sure you do
We used to go to the same high school
It's true , I've changed
I've got children , a husband
What's wrong ? You look surprised
I wasn't destined
To a life in apple-pie order
I was lost
My husband found me
I was of those girls
Who never say no
The easy girls
Whom you forget the names
I wasn't pretty
Me , I was his girlfriend
The one you hardly see
That you call "what's-her-name"
I was two years older
Maybe two years too old
& I used to love boys
Maybe I little too much
Of course , you had
A dozen of conquests
That nobody had ever seen
Always in parties
To many of you
I'm for the first time
Of those girls who count
But not that much
I wasn't of those girls
Who you court
Me , I was of those girls
Who want it already
You would come home
But the very next day
You would refuse in public
To hold my hand
When you would kiss me
Out of sight
I knew why
So nobody can see us
So I would close my eyes
Until I split my lids
While , to watch out ,
You would keep them open
I kept repeating to myself :
"I shouldn't tie to him"
You kept thinking :
"It shouldn't be known"
But once you were in my arms ,
Your winded whispers ,
It was to me , only to me ,
That they were destined
Wrap-around you ,
Smelling your hair
I know it , I claim it ,
You loved me a little
Some girls fall in love
It's pure , it makes them rise
Me , I used to fall in love
Like I would fall from a chair
& Proud that you've done it
You would hold conference
A mouse that you dissect
My body for science
I used to nourish
Your jokes in barracks
That you thought were manly
You little cavemen
Giving me
Only one sweet words
Seemed to you
Like the worst weakness
You , proud of your arms
You would talk like experts
Forgetting that in my arms
You acted less proud
& The other girls
Perfidious little goody-goodies
Would have shaved my head
In another time
Those who are used
To be cuddled
Don't know about the loneliness
That nothing can console
You would come home
But the very next day
You would refuse in public
To hold my hand
From: http://lyricstranslate.com