Letra de Madame Trudeaux

Shimmy down and bail out The side room of your hotel Seems your dear diary Didn't know you so well What real grandeur had your Weekends to shout about Seems you had a way out Yes you had a way out Starting to kick in Wanting to feel it Something's coming out Starting to feel it Wanting to feel it Sun is coming out You're geting used to your Exotic, embryonic new world There's a reflection of The goddess adulteress In your pearls Go on be honest What's been the best time of your life Please say it was chasing wood While you were the President's wife Starting to kick in Wanting to feel it Something's coming out Starting to feel it Wanting to feel it Sun is coming out She's the one Running out the door She got the gris-gris on And she's shouting I want more Yeah, give me more And never again Will you be accused Of being something you are not In light of the incident With that little piece of Clothing you forgot And now your cheveux Has gone grey And you're standing by the fire Your repertoire is so stellar I can't help but admire Starting to kick in Wanting to feel it Something's coming out Starting to feel it Want it to kick in Sun is coming out She's the one Running out the door She got the gris-gris on And she's shouting I want more Yeah, give me more You're a cold bird, Madame Trudeaux Lead the way so others follow Of all the things that you could do They never thought of this