Je sors des boules-à-mittes des trucs qui devraient sans doute y rester, mais m'en fiche...

I feel like I've been blown apart
There are pieces here
I dont know where they go
I dont know where they go
Kiss me on my salty lips
Bet you'll feel a little crazy
But for me, we'll be famous on TV
Would it be my fault if I could turn you on
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on
When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it
Turn you upside down, don't wanna waste it
I jump on you, you jump on me
You pushed me out and even though you know I love you
I feel inclined to slap you in the mouth
When I kiss your salty lips
You will feel a little crazy
But for me, I'll be famous on TV
Would it be my fault if I could turn you on
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on
When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it
Turn you upside down, don't wanna waste it
Would it be my fault if I could turn you on
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on
When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it
Turn you upside down, don't wanna waste it
Now will it be my fault
If I take your love and throw it wide
You might restrain me
But could you really blame me
And you will feel you're blown apart
All the pieces there will fit to make you whole
And I know where they go
Would it be my fault if I could turn you on
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on
When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it
Turn you upside down, don't wanna waste it
When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it
Turn you upside down, don't wanna waste it
When I kiss your mouth, I want to taste it
Turn you upside down, don't wanna waste it