CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Pocket Piano

There's a piano in my pocket, it heals me
It raises me up to the ceiling
It?gives?me the beat?and the feeling
I got a rubber?in my wallet but it barely sees the light

Pickin' my?pocket?'til?I'm all worn?out
Pluckin' my tele?'til the sun goes down
Pickin' my pocket 'til I'm all worn out (and lose my mind)
Pluckin' my tele 'til the sun goes down (to pa** the time)

Ain't got a lover in a locket, don't need it!
Misleading down the wrong path
Then down on one knee and
Another year, another profit
I'll raise a toast 'cause I know I'm gonna top it
I've got a sonnet in my bonnet

Pickin' my pocket 'til I'm all worn out (and lose my mind)
Pluckin' my tele til the sun goes down (to pa** the time)
Pickin' my pocket 'til I'm all worn out (and lose my mind)
Pluckin' my tele 'til the sun goes down (to pa** the time)
[Instrumental Break]