Biarritz (feat. Clémence Quelennec)

I tried so hard to tell her that this was not the answer

Willing and unstable, she was born to be a dancer

Always on the table inside her maisonette

Stood a tiny statue with a face full of regret

She wandered through the streets that told her where to go

And the city never sleeps because it doesn't have a home

Born inside a test tube because daddy wasn't clean

The product of a mad man and a dirty magazine

Sings

I loved you in Biarritz, I loved you in Biarritz

I loved you in Biarritz, all the time

There seems to be a problem with the place in which we live

The butcher's lost his temper and the vicar won't forgive

See the village moron standing on his own

Laughing at himself and taking pictures with his phone

With every open doorway and all the shining lights

You'd think that in the face of death, they'd learn to be polite

Well, if there is a God, I'd like to let him in

I'd ask him what he's done with George then kick him in the shins

I loved you in Biarritz, I loved you in Biarritz

I loved you in Biarritz, all the time

I remember nightly, I would sit and wait

Always in the kitchen, always in a state

She used to sing so softly and took away my pain

But since she killed my brother, it'll never be the same

Oh, I wish it could be different and that we could start again

The world has lost a lover and a thinker, and a friend

All across the country, I hear her little voice

I'd like to go and see her but I haven't got a choice

Cos

I loved you in Biarritz, I loved you in Biarritz

Yeah, I loved you in Biarritz, oh

Je t'aime a Biarritz, Je t'aime a Biarritz

Je t'aime a Biarritz, oh

Je t'aime chaque jour