Cortina Debris
from Jean-Michel GEORGE Hosted by Jean-Michel GEORGE
No cats were harmed during the making of this track. Lyrics : You were sweet seventeen Dressed in black and torn jeans in a smoke-packed sedan My Cortina dream ... but I couldn’t afford The spiky-haired girl inside Sick with diesel and swell In a dodgy Chanel ... Just tuppence a bag And one for your thoughts sees the other one drop While we're chewing the rag, we're chewing the rag Crossing over to France In what looks at first glance like a Jag, but it ain’t It’s only a Rover aboard “Pride of Dover” With a walnut dash, chrome and beige paint You tore your dress ? What dress ? Huh ... I wouldn't worry about that now Just get in the car ... I said get in the car Her : I feel all the time like a cat on a hot tin roof Him : Then jump off the roof Maggie. Jump off it ... Do it. Jump ! Her : Jump where ? Into what ? Him : Take a lover ... Où est la morale ? Où est le tact ?
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