slt tous le monde !!!

elle sapelle jordane
elle est tp belle
elle est tp sympa
elle va tp me manquer
je t'adore ma Figasse

ps: ta Figue Verte XD

(Ma Ma Ma Mah x5)
I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas Place
Fold em' let em' hit me raise it
baby stay with me ( I love it)

Love game and intuition play the cards with spades to start
And after he's been hooked
I'll play the one that's on his heart

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh--oh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got

can't read my
can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got no love nobody).

can't read my
can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got no love nobody).

Po-po-po-poker face, po-po-poker face
(Ma Ma Ma Mah)
Po-po-po-poker face, po-po-poker face
(Ma Ma Ma Mah)

I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be.
A little gambling is fun when you're with me (I love it).
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun.
And baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun, fun.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh--oh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got

can't read my
can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got no love nobody).
can't read my
can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got no love nobody).

Po-po-po-poker face, po-po-poker face
(Ma Ma Ma Mah)
Po-po-po-poker face, po-po-poker face
(Ma Ma Ma Mah)

I won't tell you that I love you.
Kiss or hug you.
Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin.
I'm not lying I'm just stunnin' with my love-glue-gunning.

+ de parolesPoker Face Love Games Just Dance Starstruck Eh,Eh ( Nothing Else I Can Say) Beautiful, Dirty, Rich Paparazzi Boys Boys Boys The Fame brown eyes
Just like a chick in the casino.
Take your bank before I pay you out.
I promise this, promise this.
Check this hand cause I'm marvelous.

can't read my
can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody).
can't read my
can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)(x2)

Po-po-po-poker face, po-po-poker face
(Ma Ma Ma Mah)
Po-po-po-poker face, po-po-poker face(x3)
(Ma Ma Ma Mah)
Po-po-po-poker face, po-po-poker face(3 fois)

[Nelly Furtado]
{Both}

Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything

When I love you
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else

Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh the truth hurts
A lie is worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before

[Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us]

{Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late} too late

{Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh the truth hurts
A lie's worse
I can't like it anymore
When I love you a little less than before

But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late} [too late]

{You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh the truth hurts
A lie's worse
I can't like it anymore
When I love you a little less than before

Oh and I love you a little less than before

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again}

Camarade de classe de Moka et de Tsukune. Elle n'est pas allée en cours de tout le premier semestre, ce qui ne l'a pas empêchée d'apprendre par cœur tous les articles écrits par Tsukuné dans le journal de l'école et d'en tomber amoureuse. Elle manipule la glace. Elle rejoint le club de journalisme, suite à la demande de Tsukune.

]Gin est le président, un peu obsédé, du club de journalisme. C'est aussi un loup garou. Il est amoureux de Moka et cherche par tous les moyens possibles de sortir avec elle. L'année d'avant, lui et le reste du club (tous les autres membres n'y étaient pas) s'étaient rebellés contre le comité de sécurité, d'où une intervention "musclée" du dit comité.