Big Nick - Duke Ellington & John Coltrane

(Scat) On est partis samedi dans une grosse voiture Faire tous ensemble un grand pique-nique dans la nature En emportant des paniers des bouteilles des paquets Et la radio Des cornichons De la moutarde Du pain, du beurre Des p'tits oignons Des confitures Et des oeufs durs Et la radio Du corned-beef Et des biscottes Des macarons Un tire-bouchons Des petits-beurre Et de la bière Et la radio On n'avait rien oublié c'est maman qui a tout fait Elle avait travaillé trois jours sans s'arrêter Pour préparer les paniers les bouteilles les paquets Et la radio Le poulet froid La mayonnaise Le chocolat Les champignons Les ouvre-boîtes Et les tomates Et la radio (Scat) Mais quand on est arrivés on a trouvé la pluie C'qu'on avait oublié c'était les parapluies On a ram'né les paniers les bouteilles les paquets Et la radio On est rentré manger à la maison Le fromage et les boîtes les confitures et les cornichons La moutarde et le beurre la mayonnaise et les cornichons Le poulet les biscottes les oeufs durs et puis les cornichons

Take another photo Post it for the world to see People that you don't know Who the hell you tryna please? If you lack a credit card Will you never see the shot? Doctor, doctor, hide the scars Please Those Hype Williams videos Taught you how to wear your clothes Drop it low, touchin' your toes When did all these good girls decide to be bad? Dancin' up on the table, gettin' back at your dad Who's the asshole that told you That's what you had to do? Yeah When did all these good girls decide to be bad? You know I love your skin, but is it deeper than that? Don't wanna blame you for it, cause that's what we ask of you Yeah, but when did all these good girls Going out to the girls in the club who put it down You know sexy isn't just what you see, yeah I ain't mad a little game of run around As long as you can keep up with me If you lack a credit card Will you never see the shot? Doctor, doctor, hide the scars Please, please Those Hype Williams videos Taught you how to wear your clothes Drop it low, touchin' your toes When did all these good girls decide to be bad? Dancin' up on the table, gettin' back at your dad Who's the asshole that told you That's what you had to do? Yeah But when did all these good girls decide to be bad? You know I love your skin, but is it deeper than that? Don't wanna blame you for it, cause that's what we ask of you That's what we ask But when did all these good girls But when did all these good girls I used to be too bad for the good girls Now I'm too good for the bad girls, no middle ground Funny how big cities turn to little towns When you tend to get around, I think we should sit it down Girl you way too good to be in here I see what they don't see and see it clear I think we should prolly take a little time out You know, slow it down, clear your mind out Figure out what you're into You don't strike me as a club girl, you seem more residential To keep it real, I just want a bad girl tonight And a good girl for life, all I seen was potential When did all these good girls decide to be bad? You know I love your skin, but it's much deeper than that And gotta thank you for it, for showing me all of you When did all these good girls decide to be bad? Dancin' up on the table, gettin' back at your dad Who's the asshole that told you That's what you had to do? Yeah But when did all these good girls decide to be bad? You know I love your skin, but is it deeper than that? Don't wanna blame you for it, cause that's what we ask of you That's what we ask But when did all these good girls...

Perdido, I look for my heart it's perdido I lost it way down in Torido While chancing a dance fiesta Bolero, he glanced as I danced the Bolero He said taking off his sombrero: "Let's meet for a sweet fietsa" High was the sun when we first came close Low was the moon when we said adios Perdido, since then has my heart been perdido I know I must go to Torido, that yearning to lose perdido I look for my heart it's perdido I lost it way down in Torido He glanced as I danced the Bolero He smiled as he tipped his sombrero High was the moon when we first came close Low was the moon when we said adios Since then has my heart been perdido I must go to Torido, that yearning telude Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido The day the fiesta started Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido That's when my heart departed It's perdido!