Tekster: Carl Barat. Ode To A Girl.

What I chose was to sin
I suppose
But it was in an age of spiracy

It was your neck or your lips
I forget
Or the worlds in your eyes that set me free

39 Steps to re-have and regret
And I'm found in the place
I want to be

Stand on the shore and let slip the dogs of war
Arm and arm in havoc, just like before

This is an ode to a girl that I know
This is an ode to a girl

Let go of your frown
And lie next to me
It's a dangerous girl who thinks too much
Ours is the world ?
I think it's fair to say as such
And may it last forever
Now I'm with you

This is an ode to a girl that I know
This is an ode to a girl
This is an ode to a girl that I know
This is an onde to a girl
This is an ode to a girl that I know
This is an ode to a girl

(Merci a B. Howard pour cettes paroles)