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Picnic
Picnic
Picnic
There is one girl that can't stop
Of talking about glanour
And he it's only thinking about eating
Eating her forbidden fruit
My majesty is lost
In a crowd
Wetting the carpet
With her diva dreams
Picnic in 4th B
It's a matter of voltage
Picnic in 4th B
You already made me used to it
Knock the door
For the tenth time
Someone is missing
For coming
When I get up that expensive face
And the alcohol goes away
Between the avalanche, I will be able to show my nose
And go out, to the street
Picnic in 4th B
It's a matter of voltage
Picnic in 4th B
You already made me used to it
I'd rather wander without sense
To paper my room
I thought I changed that sound
And here I am
Dancing this damned song
oh no, this is not my night
Picnic
In 4th B
Picnic
You already made me used to it
Picnic (in the 4th B)
It's a voltage matter (on 4th B)
Uh-uh (pic-nic)
In the 4th B (picnic)
Na, na
Picnic
Na, na, na, na, na
Picnic
Picnic
