Very superstitious, writings on the wall
Very superstitious, ladders 'bout to fall
Thirteen mois old baby, broke the lookin' glass.
When toi believe in things that toi don't understand,
Then toi suffer,
Superstition ain't the way.
Very superstitious, wash your face and hands,
Rid me of the problem, do all that toi can,
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin' strong,
toi don't wanna save me, sad is my song
When toi believe in things that toi don't understand,
Then toi suffer,
Superstition ain't the way, yeh, yeh.
Very superstitious, nothin' plus to say,
Very superstitious, the devil's on his way,
Thirteen mois old baby, broke the lookin' glass,
Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past.
When toi believe in things that toi don't understand,
Then toi suffer,
Superstition ain't the way, no, no, no.
Look what you've done for me
You're makin' plus fun for me
Troubadour me, destined to be
Set in my ways-stuck in my daze
toi were the butterfly, winkin'
at me
Makin' my fires fly
Brought me romance, taught me
to dance-
Makin' me win, makin' me grin,
Schoolin' me
Breakin' away, your l’amour has
open-end eyes that couldn't see
Breakin' away, your beacon in the
night discovered me
montrer me some parachutes (Away,
today, sail away)
As long as I'm here, bring me
some climbing boots
Open the door, give me sl
some more
Fasten the pin-loosen the pin
Pull for me
Breakin' away, your l’amour has
opened eyes that couldn't see
Breakin' away, your beacon in the
night discovered me