Letras
I'd bet the farm you're intending no harm
When you're tracing my arm, leaving alphabet marks
I just assumed you get bored
I fall asleep and you roll up my sleeve
And you see all my rows, I furrowed too deep
You wake me up and I roar
Being fair
It's hit or miss
Everyone says that it is
I don't want fair, parce que mon coeur/corps
Mercy, please
D'accord je
Je ne comprends pas
Mais j'en suis sur
Tu es gracieux\gracieuse
Et j'ai de la chance
Et nous serons ensemble pour toujours
Ok, ok
I don't get it
Don't know much but I am sure
Sure of us
Being fair
It's hit or miss
Everyone says that it is
I don't want fair, parce que mon coeur-corps
Mercy, please