Lyrics: Monmix - Music: Monmix - Featuring: Pat - Choeurs: Pat
 
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Les coulisses

3-B1- Perfect of my kind
Featuring Pat

Une des dernières chansons en anglais de Monmix. L'histoire rythmée d'un jeune ado qui se la joue devant son miroir et au guidon de sa mob avant d'aller en boîte... d'ou il se fait éjecter. Aussi , la derniere chanson avant une longue interruption monmixienne

Paroles


Tonight, it's saturday's night, tonight is the biggest night
They'll all love at first sight
With my sun glasses, I'll be the king of the party
Everybody's looking at me
Wonderfully glad, clothed like a rock-star, a jacket like James Dean
Soon, I'll catch Marylin, All the pretty Marylin
Tremble husbands, here comes the love-machine

Oh, I run the comb through my hair - Oh, dear mirror, tell me who is the best
Let me tell you a secret, darling
In my mind, my own mind, I'm perfect of my kind
Perfect of my kind

On my vespa, hearing a good beat, I speed along the street
I know there's a law against it
My radio roars the last rock-and-pop success
Good music nevertheless Before going to Star Macumba, I drive on each road of town, cause in town
There's so many girls who will not see me if I don't go by them
Tremble husbands, here comes the love-machine

Oh, you know, it's hard to be a star -I'm so strong to support all these envious looks
Let me tell you a secret darling In my mind, my own mind I'm perfect of my kind

Oh, my God, why am I so wonderful, so marvellous
Have you ever seen that I make so attract attention on girls- Thank you my God

I arrive at Star Macumba, hello, boys and girls, here comes the love-machine I already hear their shrieks
They call loudly for me, between the rumble of the bassdrums Be patient, dear pretty spinsters
Sure, they'll all go down on my knees, tremble husbands
Needless to clutch at your wife, I've already conquered their heart Tremble husbands, here comes the love-machine
Tremble husbands, here comes the love-machine

At the entrance, the bigman says -"Hey you, wait a minute, haven't you see the poster"
Let me tell you a secret darling
In my mind, my own mind I'm perfect of my kind

Oh, my God, why am I so wonderful, so marvellous Oh, I've never seen that I make so attract attention on men
And he says :
"Correct dress is required and no admittance to the less of eighteen years old

20 decembre 1990
from "Touching perfection"

Song for Dam (1990) Les grands hommes de demain (1994)