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The clock never stops and I hate this damn phone
Somedays I wanna run from the place I call home
I guess I’m just needing some danger
Give me three days in bed with a stranger

We drank all our wine on the Champs Elysees
We got carried away on the banks of the seine
Woke up on old boulevard St. Germain
I took three days in bed with a stranger

You take the hard stuff it’s menthols for me
I don’t smoke but I do on occasions like these
Now that I’ve got me a French man to please

I’ll have one Robertino, and you can have me
I barely can wait to go back there again
With your body so warm and your face in my hands
You know how I love to meet all your demands
I’ll take three days in bed with a stranger

You take the hard stuff it’s menthols for me
I don’t smoke but I do on occasions like these
Now that I’ve got me a French man to please
I’ll have one robertino , and you can have me

The clock never stops and I hate this damn phone
Somedays I wanna run from the place I call home
I guess I’m just needing some danger
Give me three days in bed with a stranger


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