La philosophie de la vie de Katie Perry
You think I'm pretty
Without any make-up on
You think I'm funny
When I tell the punch line wrong
I know you get me
So I let my walls come down
Down...
Before you met me
I was alright
But things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my Valentine,
Valentine...
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever
You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
We drove to Cali
And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and
Built a fort out of sheets
I finally found you
My missing puzzle piece
I'm complete
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever
You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
Continue (FAST!)
I might get your heart racing
In my skin-tights jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Toninght,tonight,tonight,
Tonight,tonight,tonight
Yoooouuu...
You make me
Feel like
I'm livin' a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
No...
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
Continue (FAST!)
I might get your heart racing
In my skin tights jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Voilà : être jeune pour toujours, s’aimer pour toujours (son homme est son valentin à chaque mois de Février) et même danser pour toujours … Ah l’amour, la jeunesse, la fête … Tout le monde rigole de cet idéalisme cul-cul et ce jeunisme affiché. N’empêche, qui pourrait dire le contraire ? Looooooooool. Pas moi, en tous cas !