Paroles [...] Indie pop. Catchy & sensuel. Groupe rock avec chanteuse.
I’ve got this invitation, I wear my red dress Arriving at the party, feeling fabulous I know he’s gonna be there, the guy I want Oh, there he is, I put my hand on his butt
There she goes with a drink in her hand Speaking a language she can barely understand She’s got my dress, and my guy too I empty my glass, or was it two? (Elle est verte)
Elle est verte de jalousie Elle est verte de jalousie Elle est verte Elle est verte Elle est verte de jalousie
I step on her toe, not on purpose, you know But she doesn’t even care, cause her hand is still there I spill my drink on her gown, that must put her down I run my hand through my hair, now he’s noticed I’m here
Oh, what the fuck, is that girl just drunk, or what? She ruined my dress, now I look like a mess, I guess he likes me less That garse, I’m gonna kick her ass Elle est pas joulie, elle est verte de jalousie
Elle est verte de jalousie…
I’m not gonna let her win this fight She hasn’t got a chance Not let her walk away with pride She thinks she is so french I’m gonna get revenge