This song is h-h-h-h-h-h-h-hot and loads of fun to sing along to, although they do sound a tiny bit smug. Painful and desperate. My favourite kind of love song. Such a pleasure to sing along to. I want to swim in it. Or wallow.
If you could stalk a country, then that is what I'm doing to poor old France. I swot up on its cultural events and plan trips in order to 'french-ify' myself (I want this to happen soon). When I watch sports or check results, I look at how the French are doing first and feel a stirring inside myself when I hear the national anthem. I have a big map of France so I can look at it whenever want, which is often. I'm going to beginners French classes at the moment and gradually getting my vocabulary back. I try not to be too impatient. Marseille is a particular focus for my obsession and here's a venue I stalk regularly. Maybe I'll sing there one day... http://www.espace-julien.com/fr/
This song makes me want to aspire to fabulous. I'll keep you posted on my progress. This is what I'm listening to most of the time and hearing in my head. So clever. Now I must delete it from my phone so I don't wear it out and can rediscover it later on down the line. I want to be surprised again.
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