Patricia Kaas
Patricia Kaas - Quand Jimmy Dit English translation lyrics
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He started his band Two years ago barely An unemployed person defeated The son of a pharmacist A bassist from Toulouse A drummer of Harlem A mixture of jazz and blues New Wave, African version He sold his mob And his leather bomber jacket Sacrificed his fashion Music without concessions Since the time he rowed Over the grit at the bottom of a cave I want to tell you, ladies and gentlemen That one of these days It's going to be serious When Jimmy said "What'd I say? I love you, baby" It's like who said All of the province that sings in English When Jimmy says "What'd I say? Oh baby, come home" It's like who said All of the province that walks in Weston He sings in the countries In the ballrooms on Saturday In Rock 'n' Roll bananas In reggaes Trips in vans Third rate hotels He has it all, and ever more For finishing Rolling Stone I love his little metal mouth And I follow him in his gallery And I will follow him always Him, I cannot undo I caressed his jeans I slept on his guitar Each time I imagine him It makes me very bizarre, bizarre When Jimmy said "What'd I say? I love you, baby" It's like who said All of the province that sings in English When Jimmy says "What'd I say? Oh baby, come home" It's like who said All of the province that walks in Weston He sold his mob And his leather bomber jacket Sacrificed his fashion Music without concessions I would know for a long time That he left Montbéliard And if Paris take him to me It is that he is truly a star When Jimmy said "What'd I say? I love you, baby It's like who said All of the province that sings in English When Jimmy says "What'd I say? Oh baby, come home" It's like who said All of the province that walks in Weston I love you, baby It's like who said All of the province that sings in English When Jimmy says "What'd I say? Oh baby, come home" It's like who said All of the province that walks in Weston
Quand Jimmy Dit
Il a monté son groupe Il y a deux ans à peine Un chômeur en déroute Le fils de la pharmacienne Un bassiste de Toulouse Un batteur looké "Harlem" Un mélange de jazz and blues Version New Wave africaine Il a vendu sa mob' Et le cuir de son blouson Sacrifié à la mode Une musique sans concession Depuis le temps qu'il rame Sur le sable au fond d'une cave Je peux vous dire Messieurs-Dames Qu'un de ces jours Ca va faire grave Quand Jimmy dit "What'd I say? I love you, baby" C'est comme qui dirait Toute la province qui chante en anglais Quand Jimmy dit "What'd I say? Oh baby, come home" C'est comme qui dirait Toute la province qui marche en Weston Il chante dans les campagnes Dans les bals du samedi Des rock'n'roll banane Des reggaes Jalousie Voyages en mini-bus Hôtels de troisième zone Il a tout, et même plus Pour finir Rolling Stone J'aime sa p'tite gueule d'amour Et j'le suis dans sa galère Et j'le suivrai toujours Lui je n'peux pas m'en défaire J'ai caressé son jean J'ai dormi sur sa guitare Chaque fois que je l'imagine C'a m'fait bizarre, bizarre Quand Jimmy dit "What'd I say? I love you, baby" C'est comme qui dirait Toute la province qui chante en anglais Quand Jimmy dit "What'd I say? Oh baby, come home" C'est comme qui dirait Toute la province qui marche en Weston Il a vendu sa mob Et le cuir de son blouson Sacrifié à la mode Une musique sans concession Je savais depuis longtemps Qu'il quitterait Montbéliard Et si Paris me l'prend C'est qu'c'est vraiment une star Quand Jimmy dit "What'd I say? I love you, baby" C'est comme qui dirait Toute la province qui chante en anglais Quand Jimmy dit "What'd I say? Oh baby, come home" C'est comme qui dirait Toute la province qui marche en Weston I love you, baby" C'est comme qui dirait Toute la province qui chante en anglais Quand Jimmy dit "What'd I say? Oh baby, come home" C'est comme qui dirait Toute la province qui marche en Weston