Et Moi, Et Moi, Et Moi by Jacques Dutronc
(english translation)
And me and me and me
With my life, my little home
My headache, my psi
I think and then I forget
That’s life, that’s life
Eighty million Indonesian
And me and me and me
My car and my dog
When he barks his Canigou
I think and then I forget
That’s life, that’s life
Three or four hundred million black
And me and me and me
Who will the burnisher
Sauna for weight loss
I think and then I forget
That’s life, that’s life
Three hundred million Soviet
And me and me and me
With my quirks and my tics
In my little bed in goose
I think and then I forget
That’s life, that’s life
Fifty million people imperfect
And me and me and me
Watching Catherine Langeais
On television home
I think and then I forget
That’s life, that’s life
Nine hundred million dying of hunger
And me and me and me
With my vegetarian diet
And all the whiskey I sent
I think and then I forget
That’s life, that’s life
Five hundred million South American
And me and me and me
I’m naked in my bath
With a girl who cleans
I think and then I forget
That’s life, that’s life
Fifty million Vietnamese
And me and me and me
Sunday hunting rabbit
With my gun, I’m the king
I think and then I forget
That’s life, that’s life
Five hundred billions of small Martian
And me and me and me
Like a cunt Paris
I expect my check for end of month
I think and then I forget
That’s life, that’s life
I think and then I forget
That’s life, that’s life
