La Reine Des Pommes
Coralie Clément
The Queen of Apples
That one, she's chasing them
She's made a career out of disasters
When she catches up with them, she's still surprised
To end up in the scenery
She still hasn't understood
She'd have a better chance of winning the lottery
The Christmas slice, the billion-dollar prize
Than getting even a glance from you
Like elizabeth, I wear a crown
I'm the apple queen, but you
I'm the one who has a crush on you
You won't be my prince, I'm the apple queen
That one, she's asking for more
She has a taste for disaster and she's greedy
You'd be wrong to be shy since she's turning
The other cheek, go ahead, deep down that's what she's waiting for
She knows you're a bastard
A real bastard, my God, such a real bastard
But every time you hear your phone
You can be sure it's her ringing
You, the one who loves you, is definitely the apple queen
Like elizabeth, I wear a crown
I'm the apple queen, but you, I'm the one who has a crush on you
You won't be my prince, I'm the apple queen