Brune elle étaitSans avoir de quoi se coifferEt moi je têtaisGoûtais ce nouveau laitDépendant BB
Et là c'était la frimeMoi au volant de mon AustinLa boîte à gants dans le whiskyElle me servait, douce servante,Des sèches et mettait de l'essenceLes phares gueulaient durant la nuitMa brune BBMa brune BB
Brune tu le sais,C'est que j'ai eu bien trop malPour recommencerTu le savais,Mes mains quittent le gouvernailJe me demandeOù tu vas m'emmenerMorbide BBMa brune BB
Brunette she was But not enough hair to style And I took a sip Tasted this new milk Addicted to BB1
And there was the pose Of me behind the wheel of my Austin The glove compartment in the whisky2 She waited on me, sweet waitress, With fags3 and topped up on petrol The headlights blared throughout the night My BB brunette My BB brunette
Brunette you know, I've really been through too much agony To start again You knew My hands leave the helm And I wonder Where you're going to lead me Morbid BB My BB brunette