" Penser d'une femme qu'elle est libre sans penser en même temps à la mettre dans les fers de l'amour, c'est lui manquer du plus élémentaire respect."
O. Wilde.
Eh, eh, pas mal pour un pédé.
He hit me
And it felt like a kiss
He hit me
But it didn't hurt me
He couldn't stand to hear me say
That I'd been with someone new
And when I told him
I had been untrue
He hit me (da-da-da-ah)
And it felt like a kiss (felt like a kiss)
He hit me (da-da-da-ah)
And I knew he loved me
If he didn't care for me
I could have never made him mad
But he hit me (da-da-da-ah)
And I was glad
(Da-da-da-ah)
(Da-da-da-ah)
Yes, he hit me (da-da-da-ah)
And it felt like a kiss (felt like a kiss)
He hit me (da-da-da-ah)
And I knew I loved him
And then he took me in his arms
With all the tenderness there is
And when he kissed me (da-da-da-ah)
He made me his
(Da-da-da)
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