Montreal

The snow is still falling on Saint-Catherine Losing the daytime to faire le goûter Tony keeps calling, says he wants his money You're messing with the big boys, don't you know? "When are you coming back home?" asks Lucille "I miss you" But then I tell her that it's not my home anymore And they've made it perfectly clear Don't you get lonely all locked in your room? Losing the nighttime to sit and to speak Tony keeps calling, says, "You better be here" You're messing with the big boys, don't you know? "When are you coming back home?" asks Lucille "I miss you" But then I tell her that it's not my home anymore And they've made it perfectly clear But then I tell her that it's not my home anymore And they've made it perfectly clear