A blonde asked a brunette in a fallafel shop of la rue des rosiers in Paris... Do you want to make music with me? ... the brunette had a smile and said "yes!"... With a small guitare with butterflies on it... a glockenspiel... a melodika... a mac...two voices, four hands...two heads....one room...because of brigitte bardot, brigitte lahaye, brigitte femme de flic,brigitte fontaine, and brigitte the old aunt of girl next door... brigitte was born...

Les petroleuses, brigitte bardot, marylin monroe, les hommes preferent les blondes, good wine, champagne, men, johnny cash, the dark side , the funny side and the pathetic side of the night...the milk chocolate, the green tea, the andrews's sisters, boys, the french accent, the mistakes...

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