ça pik un peu quand même

There's some piss in his pistachio eyes
And I can't get used to it
There are bots doing everything for us
Except for getting laid when we have nothing to do
Smiling with your eyes like you know how to do it, bastard
It's the world upside down
It's me wondering if I'm not doing everything wrong
But I can't seem to please him
I'm trying to find the flaw, but there's nothing to do
I hang up my phone, I talk to myself
But damn! That's what I wanted in the beginning, me too, yeah fuck, so good, yeah
Being buddies, is that it? Mmh
It's perfect timing!

But it stings stings stings a bit anyway
I've been cooking for one for at least six weeks
It ticks ticks a bit anyway
Beep-beep, it drives me insane
But it stings stings stings a bit anyway
I've been cooking for myself for at least six weeks
It ticks ticks a bit anyway
Beep-beep, it drives me insane

I live like a thirty-year-old single guy
When it rings at my door, it's for the neighbor downstairs
And even when it's the mailman, well, it's never for me
I'm here, I've got time and some Leffe in the fridge
There's a bit too much, I thought you'd come but I'm solo
So I stay in your friendzone, your friendzone

But it stings stings stings a bit anyway
I've been cooking for one for at least six weeks
It ticks ticks a bit anyway
Beep-beep, it drives me insane
But it stings stings stings a bit anyway
I've been cooking for myself for at least six weeks
It ticks ticks a bit anyway
Beep-beep, it drives me insane

It goes sting sting sting, sting sting sting
It goes na-na-na, nana-na-na
It goes sting sting sting, sting sting sting
It goes na-na-na, nana-na-na
It goes sting sting sting, sting sting sting
It goes na-na-na, nana-na-na
It goes sting sting sting, sting sting sting
It goes na-na-na, nana-na-na
Na-na-na, nana-na-na
Na-na-na, nana-na-na