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Dès, dès, dès qu'j'arrive, ça regarde de travers
Capuché parce que j'suis trop cramé
J'avance avec équipe armée
Je m'organise comme si j'mourrais jamais
Mon amour, j'vais rentrer tard
Étrier bleu ciel, Fé'-Fé' noire
Ils font tous des petits pas
Dès qu'ils aperçoivent la guitare
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