Translation: Dimitri Rougeul, Emmanuel, Jean-Phil. Hakuna Matata (French).
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or Great Britain Or France, you name it any country, ev Dy is doing flips and twists just to get into A genuine pair of American blue jeans And to hear
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t get no sweeter And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin' high You know I've traveled on yachts thru the south of France
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tous. Merci a Jean-Jacques. Merci Jean-Jacques d'avoir partage ce beau moment la avec nous. Thanks to you all. Thanks to Jean-Jacques. Thanks Jean
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and grind Like identical designs the pentacle to rise Flows and ants like skilled dreams and drive Home in France like a lila?? trees and bobs Close as kin like heels, jeans
you move through your world as if it was a dance You never keep your fortune that you made in the south of France All your leather jackets and your faded jeans
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or Great Britain or France, you name it, any country... Everybody is doing flips and twists just to get into a genuine pair of American blue jeans! And
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