In honour of the Fete de la Musique, held all over France, and at our local bowling club (where the Frenchies play les boules), here is a French pop song that's been stuck in my head lately. The singer was on the French idol/talent/star quest show when she was just a geek-chic bespectacled 16 year old and she's all of 19 now.
First just the tune was catchy, but paying attention to the (simple) lyrics and then the cheesy 'Glee' kinda music video I liked it even more; it reminded me not so much of post break-up cheer-up attempts by friends but more of that feeling of just being in the wrong mood at a woo-hoo!-fun party - everyone else all chipper (Did I mention there's a funeral home called 'Chipper Funerals' here?) and me just being unable to get in that dancey mood. A song like this might have changed all that.
in case you feel the need to sing too -
Camélia Jordana - No no no (listening to Barbara)
How many times shall I
Courteously tell you
I don't wanna go out to the Baron club
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna get some fresh air
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna have a drink
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna forget about him
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna do without him
I only wanna
Feel bad and there's nothing wrong in that
Hanging around, eating nothing at all
Listening to Barbara
Maybe he will come back
No, I don't wanna take a turn
What's the need to take a turn
No, I don't wanna get rid
Of this so beautiful hell
That I'm starting to like
I don't wanna leave my lounge
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna get some fresh air
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna have a drink
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna forget about him
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna do without him
I only wanna
Feel bad and there's nothing wrong in that
Hanging around, eating nothing at all
Listening to Barbara
Maybe he will come back
No , I don't wanna feel better
What's the need to feel better
No, I don't wanna get dressed
Don't wanna put make-up on
Let me be bored
Stop your questions
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna get some fresh air
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna have a drink
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna forget about him
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna do without him
I only wanna
Feel bad and there's nothing wrong in that
Hanging around, eating nothing at all
Listening to Barbara
Maybe he will come back
.
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