Don't you call him 'baby'
We're not talking lately
Don't you call him
what you used to call me
I confess
I can tell that you are at your best
I'm selfish so I'm hating it
I notice that
There's a piece of you in how I dress
Take it as a compliment
Don't you call him 'baby'
We're not talking lately
Don't you call him
what you used to call me
I, I just miss
I just miss your accent and your friends
Did you know I still talk to them?
Does he take you
walking 'round his parents' gallery?
Don't you can him 'baby'
We're not talking lately
Don't you call him
what you used to call me
Don't you can him 'baby'
We're not talking lately
Don't you call him
what you used to call me
Coucou ! Tu dors ? Oh, j'suis desole...
Bah non... Nan c'est pas marrant