Strange, I've seen that face before,
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Seen him hanging 'round my door,
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Like a hawk stealing for the prey,
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Like the night waiting for the day,
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Strange, he shadows me back home,
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Footsteps echo on the stones,
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Rainy nights, on Hausmann Boulevard,
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Parisian music, drifting from the bars,
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Tu cherches quoi, rencontrer la mort,
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Tu te prends pour qui, toi aussi tu detestes la vie,
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Dance in bars and restaurants,
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Home with anyone who wants,
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Strange he's standing there alone,
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Staring eyes chill me to the bone.
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Dans sa chambre, Joel et sa valise,
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un regard sur ses fringues,
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Sur les murs, des photos,
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Sans regret, sans melo,
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La porte est claquee, Joel est barre.
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I've Seen That Face Before / Libertango
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| Grace Jones |
