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| You took me to France |
| On the promise of teaching me French |
| We were told to assemble |
| To meet up at 10 |
| I was 12 and naive |
| You planned out our route |
| I sat in your car |
| My suitcase in the boot |
| On the M1 and the A1 |
| Until we reached Dover |
| Through passport control |
| You pulled your car over |
| On the liner, we stood on the deck |
| We left port |
| My first time abroad |
| A school trip to France |
| Well fancy that |
| A weekend away |
| To parle Français |
| Well fancy that |
| We found the hotel |
| Checked in to a room and unpacked |
| It had been a long day |
| You said «let's hit the sack» |
| As I changed |
| I could feel your eyes watching me |
| I crept into bed |
| You pretended to read |
| The lights went out |
| I fell asleep |
| Woke up with a shock |
| And your hands on me |
| I couldn’t shout |
| I couldn’t scream |
| Let me out |
| Let me dream |
| I turned onto my side |
| I laid there and cried |
| On my first night in France |
| Well fancy that |
| You terrified me |
| I just wanted to sleep |
| Well fancy that |
| Morning came |
| Light shone through |
| I left France |
| I arrived home |
| The hedge that you dragged me through |
| Led to a nervous breakdown |
| If I could have read |
| What was going on inside your head |
| I would have said |
| But I was blind |
| To your devious mind |
| There’s no excuse |
| For child abuse |
| And the scars that it leaves |
| Where do you draw the line |
| On school trips to France |
| Well fancy that |
| You had a good time |
| Turned sex into crime |
| Well fancy that |
| (traducción) |
| Me llevaste a Francia |
| Sobre la promesa de enseñarme francés |
| Nos dijeron que nos reuniéramos |
| para encontrarnos a las 10 |
| Yo tenía 12 años y era ingenuo |
| Planeaste nuestra ruta |
| me senté en tu coche |
| Mi maleta en el maletero |
| En la M1 y la A1 |
| Hasta que llegamos a Dover |
| A través del control de pasaportes |
| Detuviste tu auto |
| En el transatlántico, nos paramos en la cubierta |
| Salimos del puerto |
| Mi primera vez en el extranjero |
| Un viaje escolar a Francia |
| Bueno, imagina eso |
| Un fin de semana fuera |
| To parle français |
| Bueno, imagina eso |
| Encontramos el hotel |
| Registrado en una habitación y desempacado |
| habia sido un dia largo |
| Dijiste "vamos a la cama" |
| Como cambié |
| Podía sentir tus ojos observándome |
| me metí en la cama |
| Fingiste leer |
| Las luces se apagaron |
| Me quedé dormido |
| Desperté con un shock |
| Y tus manos sobre mi |
| no pude gritar |
| no pude gritar |
| Déjame salir |
| Dejame soñar |
| me puse de lado |
| Me acosté allí y lloré |
| En mi primera noche en Francia |
| Bueno, imagina eso |
| me aterrorizaste |
| Solo quería dormir |
| Bueno, imagina eso |
| llegó la mañana |
| La luz brilló a través |
| me fui de francia |
| Llegué a casa |
| El seto por el que me arrastraste |
| Llevó a un colapso nervioso |
| Si hubiera podido leer |
| ¿Qué estaba pasando dentro de tu cabeza? |
| Hubiera dicho |
| pero yo estaba ciego |
| A tu mente tortuosa |
| no hay excusa |
| Por abuso infantil |
| Y las cicatrices que deja |
| Dónde se traza la línea |
| En viajes escolares a Francia |
| Bueno, imagina eso |
| Te lo has pasado bien |
| Convirtió el sexo en crimen |
| Bueno, imagina eso |