Hey, hey, mmh, mmh La Squale Oh, oh, j'veux ma Santa Monica, moi aussi J'veux ter-mon des mannequins, lundi, lundi Manucurée, parfumée, bien-habillée Légère comme une libellule, Monica est libérable Hey, hey, c'est souvent la plus belle Oh, oh, laissez Benita dans sa bulle Santa Monica ou bien Santa Barbara Ensemble à ta santé, salute, c'est Monica Oh, oh, elle fait très mal à la tête Dans la rue, malentendante, elle est bonne même en claquettes Hey, hey, indépendante, elle fait la fête Elle en a rien à foutre, tu remplis pas son assiette (eh, La Squale, ma gueule) Oh, oh, j'veux ma Santa Monica, moi aussi, j'veux ma Santa Monica Hey, hey, j'veux ma Santa Monica, moi aussi, j'veux ma Santa Monica Oh, oh, j'veux ma Santa Monica, moi aussi, j'veux ma Santa Monica Hey, hey, j'veux ma Santa Monica, moi aussi, j'veux ma Santa Monica Oh, oh, j'veux ma Santa Monica Hey, hey, nan, c'est pas compliqué Comportement en comité, elle aime pas trop les comiques, non Elle aime pas les commères, son ex, c'est un connard (c'est carré) Hey, hey, ma Santa Monica Oh, oh, demain matin sur Manhattan On prend l'avion pour Janeiro, nan? On a trop galéré Galéré, galéré, galéré ou gamelé Hey, hey, ma Santa Monica Oh, oh le verre de trop puis elle rougit Talons rouges, elle sait bouger, Santa brille comme un bijou J'la regarde, bah, j'ai l'béguin, pour la vie, j'veux la booker Oh, oh, j'veux ma Santa Monica, moi aussi, j'veux ma Santa Monica Hey, hey, j'veux ma Santa Monica, moi aussi, j'veux ma Santa Monica Oh, oh, j'veux ma Santa Monica, moi aussi, j'veux ma Santa Monica Hey, hey, j'veux ma Santa Monica, moi aussi, j'veux ma Santa Monica Hey, hey, oh, oh Hey, hey Hey, hey (ouais, ma belle) Oh, oh Hey, hey Sale La Squale

I'm homesick, I'm homesick Mm, mm, mm Your remedy Hard to settle I'll climb your canopy To make it rain from time to time Tell me things I don't wanna know (Wanna know) Said, "Everything's fine, everything" Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I said everything Ooh, ooh Where'd you find me? Below Runnin' overtime, it got cold as ice Same overdose, who put a hole inside me Highs and lows, catapult Never leave your sights, vámanos I've tried, I could look around See another one about mine In a heartbeat, what it cost to me to turn right Put that on my head, bounty hunter Get you good price, have a good night Again Won't stay long, what a ride, gotta run This a toast, all my arms ain't up enough Hopeless, take it all from inside If all's lost, then how could I fuck it up? Won't stay long, what a ride, gotta run This a toast, all my arms ain't up enough Hopeless, take it all from inside If all's lost, then how could I fuck it up? Hate pile in my memories Fake smiles all it ever is Take cover, no let be Hard to stay silent, hmm, yeah I've tried, I could look around See another one about mine It was so easy the first, second, third time Turned into a habit, kill my brother figure like Raditz Take an O-Z to the alpines Wait there (ha-ha) Won't stay long, what a ride, gotta run This a toast, all my arms ain't up enough Hopeless, take it all from inside If all's lost, then how could I fuck it up? Won't stay long, what a ride, gotta run This a toast, all my arms ain't up enough Hopeless, take it all from inside If all's lost, then how could I fuck it up?

In Santa Monica, in the wintertime The lazy streets so undemanding I walk into the crowd In Santa Monica, you get your coffee from The coolest places on the promenade Where people dress just so Beauty so unavoidable Everywhere you turn, it's there I sit and wonder what am I doing here But on the telephone line I am anyone I am anything I want to be I can be a supermodel or Norman Mailer And you wouldn't know the difference Or would you? In Santa Monica, all the people got Modern names like Jake or Mandy And modern bodies too In Santa Monica, on the boulevard You'll have to dodge those in-line skaters Or they'll knock you down I never felt so lonely Never felt so out of place I never wanted something more than this But on the telephone line I am anyone I am anything I want to be I can be a supermodel or Norman Mailer And you wouldn't know the difference See, on the telephone line I am any height I am any age I want to be I can be a caped crusader, or space invader And you wouldn't know the difference Or would you? Or would you? But on the telephone line I am anyone I am anything I want to be I can be a supermodel or Norman Mailer And you wouldn't know the difference See, on the telephone line I am any height I am any age I want to be I can be a caped crusader, or space invader And you wouldn't know the difference Or would you?