Pomplamoose - Pas Encore lyrics

rate me

Oh you make this song flow<br />

You make it run like my fingers down your spine.<br />

You make it drool like the decadent wine<br />

Qui coule de tes levres.<br />

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Oh we met not long ago<br />

But our steps intertwined<br />

And our souls spoke their minds<br />

As the intimate poems unwind<br />

Et coulent de tes levres.<br />

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So let's not let a stereotype<br />

Define our love<br />

Oh don't let me wipe these tears from my eyes<br />

Don't let me despise you yet.<br />

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Pas encore pas encore<br />

S'il te plaît, pas encore.<br />

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Oh you make this song flow<br />

Like the tea you designed<br />

Trickling slowly down my throat<br />

Like the billows of smoke qui coulent de tes levres.