And In My Chair (Et Moi Dans Mon Coin)

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歌曲名 And In My Chair (Et Moi Dans Mon Coin) 歌手名 Charles Aznavour

And I In My Chair - Charles Aznavour

He he observes you from where he sits

You it unnerves you You lose you wits

He He ignites you with eyes aflame

You it excites you You like the game

And I in my chair though I hardly speak

I notice each inuendo

And I in my chair I'm stricken with fear

At seeing the end so near

He out to win you He woos with style

You you continue to coyly smile

He with his quarry on hunting ground

You only sorry that I'm around

And I in my chair though I hardly speak

I see just how well he's doing

And I in my chair I'm trying to hide

The dread that I hold inside

He his eyes flatter Your glances touch

You now you chatter a bit too much

He like a gypsy he serenades

You you grow tipsy Your laugh cascades

And I in my chair though I hardly speak

My heart's on the verge of crying

And I in my chair my heart understands

Love is now changing hands

No... no it's nothing A little headache only

Maybe I had one too many

Well we'd better go home now

Yes it was a beautiful evening

Beautiful indeed

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