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A LITTLE TALK WITH THEE
words & music by Matthieu Boré © 2003 ed. Punta Mila Records

Lord I'm a sinner, I can pray
Sure I can do it night and day
A little talk with thee
Jesus, grant it to me

I love to shout, I love to sing
I love to praise my precious king
A little talk with thee
Jesus, grant it to me

Up in Glory Land, we'll live eternally
The Saints on ev'ry hand are shouting victory

Thou did tell me once before
To go in peace and sin no more
A little talk with thee
Jesus, grant it to me

DOWN IN OLD SHANGHAI
words by Suzie Blackstone & Matthieu Boré - music by Matthieu Boré © 1995 ed. Punta Mila Records & Little Bonsaï

I met that girl on a saturday night at the Monkey Bar, down in Old Shanghai
I was on leave for a couple of days
Lonesome stranger in town, I got into the first bar that I found

She seemed like an angel lost in this joint
She had no wings but a chinese dress on with a terrifying dragon sewn on the back
When I looked into his eyes, he moved and started breathin' fire

There was smoke everywhere
Was I in Heaven or Hell?
The all scene was fading away

The clock is strikin' quarter to ten, I'm waking up in an opium den
I stand up and stagger out, still stoned
All of a sudden my heart skips a beat, my angel's walking down the street

I can't believe my eyes
I'm reaching paradise
I simply got hypnotized

I met that girl on a saturday night at the Monkey Bar, down in Old Shanghai
I was on leave for a couple of days
Lonesome stranger in town, I got into the first bar that I found

MY LITTLE CHILD
words & music by Matthieu Boré © 2007 ed. Punta Mila Records

Many years I said no
I was wrong, didn't know

Nights can be hell, you little demon
But when you wake up in the mornin'
You give me a lovely smile
My baby, my little child

Oh, I could find a resting place
But I prefer your sweet little face
Hold that cuddle for a while
My baby, my little child

Your mum is a queen
She has borne me a dear son, a king

Just as you came into the world
My life has changed, cute little bluebird
You're the apple of my eye
My baby, my little child

Don't mind the tigers, don't mind the lions
I am your dad, I'll kill the dragons
I will soothe you when you cry
My baby, my little child

SATISFY MY SOUL
words & music by Matthieu Boré © 1995 ed. Punta Mila Records & Little Bonsaï

I walk along the highway
I feel such sorrow today
The tears run clear down to my chin
The four winds blow hard on my skin

Your eyes are empty and your promises too
Why don't you care how I feel about you
Just look at me once, you will satisfy my soul

You don't see me at all when I crave a smile
I have a fear deep inside, you could never be mine

I howl at the moon, my affection is strong
I will sing everyday that same old song
Just look at me once, you will satisfy my soul

SHE
words & music by Matthieu Boré © 1996 ed. Punta Mila Records & Little Bonsaï

I was hunting in the clouds like I used to everyday
When she ran into me

I was happy with my catch, what a capture by the way
I had a smile on my face

She is now out of sight, gee but I don't know what to do
She has taken to her heels, slipped through the net

Very often I recall the day she ran into me
She had a smile on her face

THANK YOU GIRL
words by Suzie Blackstone & Matthieu Boré - music by Matthieu Boré © 2008 ed. Punta Mila Records & Little Bonsaï

My love had gone, my life was a mess
It did hurt me more than I could guess
I was burnin' inside when dying of cold
What has happened to me, I've never been told

I've found a friend, a true warm embrace
A woman of heart, a smile on her face
Now I can count on her to lend me an ear
Each time I break down and fall into tears

I just wanna thank you girl for all the time you offered me
Hope your love will set me free

I was missing the past, all the things I had lost
I wanted them back whatever it cost
But I feel, when you talk, I gotta let go
And should better think about tomorrow

Artificial lights, smoky atmosphere
I look around and find a bottle of beer
People are dancin' to the radio
I run into a funny guy named Moe, he says

No I don't care about tomorrow
Light as a bird, without any sorrow
No I don't care about tomorrow
Time passes by like the rivers flow, he says

May I intoduce you Miss Pearly White
She's a swinger, a real dynamite!
She has a quick dance on the floor
This is the kind of party I adore

No I don't care about tomorrow
Light as a bird, without any sorrow
No I don't care about tomorrow
Time passes by like the rivers flow