Texty: Edith Piaf. Best of Edith Piaf. Milord.

Raise the window
Its getting hot in here
All these breathers
And all of these suckers

Shake my hand now
Pleased to meet you but
Skin is pretty
But underneath you're a monster

Are we friends now
Am I your brother
Can we bleed together
Are we lovers

Let's sew our pants together
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Let's climb right in forever
6, 7, 8, 9, 10

Then won't we all be so clever
If we sew our pants together
Wake the next morning
One below the waist

But you want poached eggs
And I want to go to the bathroom
What do we do now
What do we make of this

Can my blood flow
Apart from your stitch

Let's sew our pants together
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Let's climb right in forever
6, 7, 8, 9, 10

Then won't we all be so clever
If we sew our pants together
Lets set our hair on fire
Lets throw our hearts in the mire

Lets sell our eggs to any buyer
We've made a liar of desire
Lets sew our pants together
Lets sew our pants together

We've made a liar of desire
We've made a liar of desire
We've made a liar of desire
We've made a liar of desire