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Gee, it s great after bein out late
Walkin my baby back home
Arm in arm over meadow and farm
Walkin my baby back home

We go long harmonizing a song
Or I m recitin a poem
Owls go by and they give me the eye
Walkin my baby back home

We stop for a while, she gives me a smile
And snuggles her head on my chest
We start in to pet and that s when I get
Her talcum all over my vest

After I kinda straighten my tie
She has to borrow my comb
Once kiss then I continue again
Walkin my baby back home

She s fraid of the dark so I have to park
Outside of her door till it s light
She says if I try to kiss her she ll cry
I dry her tears all through the night

Hand in hand to a barbecue stand
Right from her doorway we roam
Eats and then it s a pleasure again
Walkin my baby
Talkin my baby
Lovin my baby
I don t mean maybe
Walkin my baby back home

Is it OK if I speak to you today?
You ve been pissed off for a week now
But nothing I could say could make you look up
Or crack up
Is there anything that I can do
Anything to show you

You re a bitch
But I love...

You take my heart -
You take my soul
Bewitch my friends with a little innocent smile
You gotta hold on my affections
And there´s no way to hide them from you for a while
Baby - I´m so excited about you
Baby -...

Reflex in the sky
Warn you you re gonna die
Storm coming, you d better hide
From the atomic tide
Flashes in the sky
Turns houses into sties
Turns people into clay,
Radiation minds decay

Robot minds of robot slaves
Lead them to atomic rage
Plastic flowers, melting sun,
Fading moon falls upon
Dying world of radiation,
Victims of mad frustration
Burning globe of...

La vie nous tient des promesses
Elle nous donne à espérer
Du soleil, de la tendresse,
Des souvenirs de jeunesse
Que la pluie efface

C est l amour qui nous terrasse
Mais il n y a rien à regretter,
Ni les mots qui nous agacent,
Ni les vagues qui nous
Fracassent contre les jetées

{Refrain:}
Y a rien de...

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