Paroles de Les Bons Bons Des Raisons

Curled upon a contracted and drowsy exterior Humming to Auntie Sheila my torment, my bother She gives me chocolat lalalala lalalala Humming to Auntie Sheila my torment, my horror She gives me chocolat, it's far better than reasoning Through a dance let go the grip Link with the empty space Enough there to create heat, replenish this place Bon-bons bon-bons bon-bons Better than reason Sweeter than reason