Michael and Jane Songtext
von Nino Ferrer

Well, he came from the east selling something to the west
In his heart he had love, in his bag his sister was the best
In a backstreet alley or a plush hotel
He would give you heaven, he could sell you hell
Dear Mike of the theatre with a heart of gold, farewell

We never thought that tomorrow
Could ever turn into today
We never knew which road to follow
So we just ran the gamе
And made LA in Saint-Tropez


Shе came with the morning in a purple muslin dress
In her smile there were tears, in her heart there was nothing left
Just a rich bitch hippy from society
Her intentions were good but her soul weren′t free
Dear Jane, hope to see ya in eternity

We never thought that tomorrow
Could ever turn into today
We never knew which road to follow
So we just ran the game
And made LA in Saint-Tropez

They met every evening, love and spoonful would take care
In the fire of the Hilton or a basement squat somewhere
Then she hit a vein, took her much too high
And it took a bend, made 'em kiss the sky
Dear Michael and Jane, just to say goodbye


We never thought that tomorrow
Could ever turn into today
We never knew which road to follow
So we just ran the game
And got insane in Saint-Tropez