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Raymonde

Raymonde has a big botton
...She also has a hell of a front !
Everybody thinks it's because of the beer,
That she wasn't like that before.
Long ago, t'was not a beautiful girl,
But we said : 'Here comes Raymonde !'
Now with everything she has and drinks,
We say : 'Here comes the big Raymonde !'
 
The worst is that she's a good girl,
She's open-handed
But, we have to admit,
Her hands can't fit between her breasts !
She's always rushing to be helpful
She always offering you a drink at the bar, or at home
 
One time, she was so drunk
She felt and rolled her whole body
And t'was not a little tumble !
Everybody thought she was dead !
We took her at the hospital
There was a carnival man, dress up as a fireman
He was coming straigh from the carnival, still disguised
 
But well, it was really nothing
Some bruises and little sractches
The doctor said it was because of
Her uncredible luck !
She made it really quick,
With Merbromin all over her face
And her nose all twisted
That was really worth seeing !
 
We came home with her
She was muddled during all the journey
She was a little high
And her back was all twisted
She said, at least a hundred times :
'I'd like to have a beer !'
But t'was not the first time
She was saying nonsense !
 


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EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS





An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
 

Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
 

At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
 

When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
 

Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
 


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I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version





Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
 

I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
 


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Heavenly clouds





Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
 

Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
 

No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
 


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The solitary man of the night





The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips