Moi Vouloir Toi

Ah, ah, ah...
Na, na, na...
To take off from the planet
There are more or less clear plans
Like secret injections
Alcohol and cigarettes
There are pills, tablets,
Salads without dressing
I'm always at the party
I have you
To take off from the planet
And fly forever
I have the best recipe
Me wanting you

Me wanting you
From top to bottom
From bottom to top
Without bottom or top
Without top or bottom
Me wanting you

To take off from the planet
Other than in a supersonic jet
In a saucer or in nature
As a yogi or as a poet
To completely lose my mind
Without pulling a trigger
Exclusive, I regret
Me wanting you

Me wanting you
From top to bottom
From bottom to top
Without bottom or top
Without top or bottom
Me wanting you