Mon Chérie

She made some bad decisions

She’s broken down in pieces

She’s tired of dropping tears

She don’t want to let go

But she’s tired of holding on

She’s tired of dropping tears

Oh Mon Chérie

There she goes

There she goes

Oh Mon Chérie

There she goes

Oh Mon Chérie

She’s a result of her own past

She no wan turn no wan look back

Many men don do bad

And she wear the thing for head like durag

Misturah?

Don’t do that !

I know the pain is a bastard

But the Molly’s not answer

And shayo sef na bastard

Oh baby

There’s something about you

Oh baby

Oh Mon Chérie

There she goes

There she goes

Oh Mon Chérie

There she goes

Oh Mon Chérie