Chose rare Lyrics – Benoît Dorémus
Singer: Benoît Dorémus
Title: Chose rare
Tiens, mademoiselle a ce soir
Chose rare
Une folle envie de baiser
Chose aisée
Bien que leurs effusions s’espacent
Choses en face
Elle sait monsieur sur le qui vive
Chose qui arrive
Mademoiselle fait battre ses cils
Chose facile
Se rapproche négligemment
Chose еn son temps
Choisit des mots pour l’étourdir
Choses à dirе
Mademoiselle plus rien ne l’arrête
Choses en tête
Toute nue offerte et soumise
Chose promise
A monsieur qui se met tout nue
Chose due
Mademoiselle est nommée mon ange
Chose étrange
On est loin d’une image pieuse
Choses sérieuses
Monsieur veut décrocher la lune
Deux choses l’une
Mais ce soir il ne lui révèle
Chose nouvelle
Et bien qu’elle ait peur d’avoir mal
Chose normale
Ses yeux transpirent la luxure
Chose sure
Monsieur s’amène et se démène
Chose humaine
En criant le contraire de non
Choses par leurs noms
A voir dans quel stupre ils se vautrent
Choses et autres
Gageons qu’ils en avaient besoin
Choses au point
Un peu trop tôt monsieur se lâche
Chose qui fâche
La faute au manque de métier
Chose à moitié
Tandis qu’il remet ses chaussettes
Chose faite
Mademoiselle se repose
Moindre des choses
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Chose rare – English Translation
Tiens, Mademoiselle tonight
Rare thing
A crazy want to f#ck
Easy
Although their effusions are spaced
In the face
She knows sir who lives
Happening
Mademoiselle makes his eyelashes beat
Ease
Nevertheless closer
Something еn
Choose words to stun
Dirty
Miss nothing more stops it
In mind
Naked and submissive
Promised
To sir who starts all naked
Thing
Mademoiselle is named my angel
Strange thing
We are far from a pious image
Serious things
Mr. Wantes to win the moon
Two things one
But tonight he does not reveal him
New
And although she is afraid of having pain
Normal
His eyes sweat lust
Spare
Monsieur is coming and struggling
Human
Shouting the opposite of no
Things by their names
To see what stupre they are wing
Things and others
Let’s bet they needed it
In-way
A little too early sir is loose
Angry thing
Fault with lack of job
Half-up
While he puts his socks
Done
Mademoiselle is resting
Least of it
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Lyrics Benoît Dorémus – Chose rare
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