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Pierre de Gaillande - Ninety-five percent

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Titre : Ninety-five percent


Année : 2010


Auteurs compositeurs : Pierre De Gaillande – Bad Reputation


Durée : 4 m 37 s


Label : Barbès records


Référence : BR 0027


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The woman who posesses all her treasures
To offer up a taste of carnal pleasures
A woman who inspires brutal passions and enthralls
A woman sentimental above all.
Romantic promenades and gentle murmurs
Love letters, serenades and pretty flowers
All the petty crimes that her eyes push us to fulfill
May move her but, still…

CHORUS:
Ninety-five percent of the time
Fucking bores her out of her mind
Whether she denies it or speaks
It's not every day someone spreads over her cheeks
The poor fools who think otherwise
Will be cuckolds all of their lives
When it's time to work the flesh
She is very often depressed
If she hears no beating heart
Her body will not play the part

Only when she loves with tenderness, is
She sensitive to his gentle caresses
Always so well disposed, enthusiastic and heroic,
She's bored to tears and doesn't even know it.
When her desires are verging on demonic,
Or when her nymphomania becomes chronic,
That's when she gives her man who can hardly believe his luck
One amazing fuck

Chorus

All the "Oh yeahs", the "Mores" the "Give it to mes"
That she cries out to simulate her swooning,
Are simply charity, the holy angels' blissful sighs
Are actually nothing more than pious lies.
They're only uses to convince her beau, yeah
That he's the most amazing Romeo, yeah
So this pretentious cock stupidly perched on her backside
Will not lose his pride

Chorus

I hear the endless boasting…
Of those who take tours of Cytherea's castles
It's only because you are so clumsy and inept in fact,
That she keeps her composure so intact
But if you find the bragging aggravating
Of mister "Watch me while I'm copulating",
Ladies, while on your back, why don't you take a little rest
And sing under your breath…

Chorus

Transcripteur : Robin Fusée
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Claude Bukowski Le 02/11/2021 à 19:24
Un faux air de John Cleese sur la pochette.

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