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Ma petite Francine

Francine oh she was a sweetheart
I could her hardly resist
She came in my life, I thought I have died
right when she gave me a kiss
She was looking nice like sugar and spice
a look of love in her eyes
We went home to play a game that she says
that I can only lose
                              
One day I came home late 
and she was not alone
What are you doin´ to me 
Ma petite Francine

Francine oh she was a bad girl
and I wanted bad for good
I knew it was wrong but kept going on
until that evening in May
That day I found out she´s messin´ around
with ev´ry man in town
She goddamn was right but I tried to hide
I lost her little game
                          
So I packed all my bags 
and left without a scene
What were you doin´ to me
Ma petite Francine
                              
So I packed all my bags ...
 

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