It was a strange place and a tender age; I was just a babe in school

Saw them roll their eyes at me every time that I thought that I was cool

Well oh god knows I was no chosen one that just wasn't my prime

Yeah it's just matter of time, honey, it's just a matter of time.

And I will work this body I will burn this flame

Oh in the dead of night, and in the pouring rain

Yeah, I'm a work-a-holic and I swear, I swear

Yeah, and one day I will beat you fair and square.

Show me what you got

Work this body on the floor

Just who do you think you are

C'mon meet me on the court.

Que ferais-tu?

Putain, je ne sais pas!

It ain't no matter of "If", honey, it's just a matter of "when"

Ah, some sunday when it's my face in the newspaper again

All the rag magazines, black limousines, they'll be getting in line

Yeah it's just a matter of time, honey, it's just a matter of time.

And I will work this body I will burn this flame

Oh in the dead of night, and in the pouring rain

Yeah, I'm a work-a-holic and I swear, I swear

Yeah, and one day I will beat you fair and square.

Show me what you got

Work this body on the floor

Just who do you think you are

C'mon meet me on the court.

Que ferais-tu?

Putain, je ne sais pas!

Ne vien pas plurer...

Vers moi...