Transmitting Live From Mars
(Ecoutez. A midi.)
(Quel heure est-il? Il est midi.)
(C'est l'heure de dejeuner. Qu'est-ce qu'il y a a manger?)
(Il y a saucisse, sans doute.)
(Ecoutez et repetez. A midi.)
(Quel heure est-il?)
(Quel heure)
(Quel heure est-il?)
(Est-il?)
(Il est midi. Midi. Midi. Il est midi. Il est midi.)
(C'est l'heure de dejeuner.)
(C'est l'heure de dejeuner. C'est l'heure de dejeuner. De dejeuner.)
(C'est l'heure de dejeuner.)
(Qu'est-ce qu'il y a a manger?)
(Qu'est-ce qu'il y a?)
Your Turn is Over
I was 23 and living in the city
I met a long-legged blonde on Friday night
It was a head on collision of passion
We made wild-eyed, loose-lipped love all night
On Saturday we went out dancing
I could see she wanted to be free
She said, "Darling, I'm sorry to leave you this way..."
I said, "How can you walk out on me?"
(Chorus)
She said, "Hey, hey, my, my, what's the story?
How can you say I broke your heart?
Someone as old as you should never look for the truth
In promises made in the dark."
Well, I went back to her a
I met a long-legged blonde on Friday night
It was a head on collision of passion
We made wild-eyed, loose-lipped love all night
On Saturday we went out dancing
I could see she wanted to be free
She said, "Darling, I'm sorry to leave you this way..."
I said, "How can you walk out on me?"
(Chorus)
She said, "Hey, hey, my, my, what's the story?
How can you say I broke your heart?
Someone as old as you should never look for the truth
In promises made in the dark."
Well, I went back to her a