If I breathe every three seconds: somehow the start to the chorus just doesn't sound as good in English. Luckily there are the fuzzy, hazy streets of Paris, Benday dots, fast-spinning clocks that make me think of the woman counting the minutes in Louis Chédid's 1984 video for Hold-up, and a trip on the Charles de Gaulle-Étoile Nation line that morphs into a roller coaster ride. And the blipping bass-y synth and a squeaky, trippy Nuthin But A G Thang quote.
