Zazou, what you’re gonna do?
There’s a lot of people gunning for
you
Zazou, comment allez-vous?
A knock on the door in the night
That Zazou,
he don’t care
Dark
glasses, long hair
Takes his
time, sneers at men
Some ugly
people want revenge
Zazou, comment allez-vous?
A knock on the door in the night (In the night)
In the night (In the night)
That Zazou,
he sleeps all day
Then down
to select all the call they say
Sips his
drinks, orders more
Says what
he thinks and it’s a crazy war
Zazou, what you’re gonna do?
A knock on the door in the night
(In the night In the night ...)
Zazou, comment allez-vous?
A knock on the door in the night (the night the
night)
And when
the soldiers strut, all he cares about
Is love
When the
flags are out, all he cares about
Is love
Well,
there’s a thin line between love and crime
And in this
situation
A thin line
between love and crime and -
Collaboration
(-ration)
In the night
(In the night In the night In the night
In the night ...)
(Crime Crime
Crime Crime Crime Crime Crime Crime Crime Crime Crime Crime
Crime Crime Crime
Crime Crime Crime Crime Crime Crime Crime Crime Crime ...)
In the night (In the night In the night)
In the night (In the night In the night)
Zazou, what you’re gonna do?
There’s a lot of people gunning for you
Zazou, comment allez-vous?
A knock on the door in the night
Now
everybody’s under somebody’s spell
Unless
they’ve already gone to hell
In the
streets you can hear the people say
That,
Zazou, he should be locked away!
When the
soldiers strut, all he cares about
Is love
Oh, when the
flags are out, all he cares about
Is love
And there’s
a thin line between love and crime
And in this
situation
A thin line
between love and crime and
Collaboration
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