Letra

C'est toi le meilleur de tous jeune homme Je te conseille de partir, il faut t'en aller avant qu'il ne soit trop tard To dance tonight Call off your dogs I'm indisposed Silly songs could redeem no heart of mine To dance tonight Call off your dogs I'm indisposed Silly songs could redeem no heart of mine To dance tonight Yo Ha-ha, The Deluxe Familly Show, yo I'm indisposed at the minute so bitch limit your imagery Defy physics, so you can find gimmicks to mimic me Try spinning it cynically with a bitterest enemy Mixed in with sinisters living within the vicinity Never end or pretend to be eludin in the groove Usin the tools despite riding the music to move I do what it do but never did what it doesn't Confusing the tunes hit with some wicked eruptions Hit the percussion (Deluxe) and vanish with the plans Grandstanding in this battle like a vandelist with cans Rations in demands, man, dancing is a suckers game I'm piecin the puzzle together so guess I'll just leave it or love it the fucking same I numb my brain, but I still feel the bass line Once insane, I stumble into bills filled with hate crimes Make my exit to the left yet could not advance So call all your dogs off, I guess I never a got a chance To dance tonight Call off your dogs I'm indisposed Silly songs could redeem no heart of mine To dance tonight Call off your dogs I'm indisposed Silly songs could redeem no heart of mine To dance tonight Alright This is Deluxe and Cyph4 Nah Early cool rain, silver drool stains Brace, overstep, my gloom a bit west further Calling it a night would of have kept it real tight But we foolishly favored tickling Turkish delights So be The one who got away with all my sweet confiserie Defying all my words yet he snores solemnly Persuaded to preserve the buttertinkles in me Pigheaded call See Carrie-astic nightmares have wrung Dire dead dreams have gently begin TV Slipped into my sleep as a snake Envenoming my sheets by cold sweaty lakes, where he Pretends and tends to plot against his own good see I can't take it longer man we disagree Yeah, I'm sorry I'm to ill I'm sorry I'm to ill To dance tonight Call off your dogs I'm indisposed Silly songs could redeem no heart of mine To dance tonight Call off your dogs I'm indisposed Silly songs could redeem no heart of mine To dance tonight Call off your dogs I'm indisposed To swing and sing tonight Silly songs could redeem no heart of mine To dance tonight Call off your dogs I'm indisposed (I'm indisposed right now) To swing and sing tonight Silly songs could redeem no heart of mine To dance tonight Et tout ça, ça n'sert à rien, strictement à rien
Writer(s): Sacha Bertocchi, Simon Caillat, Clement Barba, Pierre Coll, Vianney Elineau, Elisa Poublan, Howard Casey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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