Your heart is a city
Your eyes are a fixture
The mind tells a story
With ten thousand pictures
We stumble upon it
Fell through the ceiling tiles
I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
yes yes, you are the next
Je vous connais, Milord,
Vous n'm'avez jamais vue
Je ne suis qu'une fille du port,
Qu'une ombre de la rue...
Oooh! Edith piaf - milord!