Argenteuil, ville ouvrière
Bastion rouge depuis des années.
En bas des rues, y'a pas la mer
Mais y'a la Seine à traverser.
Vous ne verrez pas d'ardoise
Sur le toit de nos maisons.
Si vous y tenez, je peux vous faire voir
Le plus joli béton de la région.

Regarde, regarde ma ville.
Regarde-la pousser.
Regarde, regarde ma ville.
Écoute-la tousser.
Pour un touriste, c'est pas terrible.
Y'a pas grand-chose à photographier.
Seulement ici, question usines
On n'est pas mal organisés.

Le maire est un homme responsable
Doué d'un humour particulier.
Nos avenues portent les blases
De tous les plus grands déportés.
Moi, j'aurais voulu vivre
Rue des Aubépines, allée des Oliviers.
J'avais un deux-pièces avenue Lénine
Près de la rue Paul Vaillant-Couturier.

Regarde, regarde ma ville.
Regarde-la pousser.
Regarde, regarde ma ville.
Écoute-la tousser.
Pour un touriste, c'est pas terrible.
Y'a pas grand-chose à photographier.
Seulement ici, question usines
On n'est pas mal organisés.

Ici, pas de musique locale
Ni de folklore très développé.
Des groupes de rock ou des chorales
Qui font des tabacs dans les lycées.
Le 14 juillet, y'a un bal
Et comme dans toutes les villes de banlieue
On peut compter sur les loubards
Qui viennent y faire valser nos petits vieux.

Ben quoi, ben quoi, grand-mère ?
On peut plus s'amuser.
Hé oui, hé oui, hé oui, grand-père
La musique a changé.
Argenteuil, ville ouvrière
Bastion rouge depuis des années.
En bas des rues, y'a pas la mer
Mais y'a la Seine à traverser.

Et quand on voulait parler d'amour
Y'avait pas trente-six solutions.
Le bois de Cormeilles aux alentours
Ou bien le Moulin d'Orgemont.
Ceux qui voulaient jouer les riches
Allaient en boîte à Enghien-les-Bains
Mais comme me disait un ami d'un air triste
"J'peux pas danser rue Giscard d'Estaing".

Regarde, regarde ma ville.
Regarde-la pousser.
Regarde, regarde ma ville.
Écoute-la tousser.
Pour un touriste, c'est pas terrible.
Y'a pas grand-chose à photographier.
Seulement ici, question usines
On n'est pas mal organisés.

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Argenteuil (Val-d'Oise), working-class town Red (communist) bastion for years. Down the streets, there's no sea But there's the Seine to cross. You won't see any slate Roofs on our houses. If you care about it, I can make you see The most lovely concrete of the region.

Look at, look at my town. Look at it grow. Look at, look at my town. Listen to it cough. For a tourist, it's nothing special. There's not much to take photographs of. Only here, as far as factories grow We are quite organised.

The mayor is a responsible man Who has a particular humor. Our avenues take their names From the greatest internees. Me, I would have liked to live On Hawthorn Street, Olive (tree) Driveway. I had a two-room (flat) on Lenin Avenue Near Paul Vaillant-Couturier Street.

Look at, look at my town. Look at it grow. Look at, look at my town. Listen to it cough. For a tourist, it's nothing special. There's not much to take photographs of. Only here, as far as factories grow We are quite organised.

Here, no local music Nor very developed folklore. Rock bands or choral societies That are big hits in high schools. On July 14 (Bastille Day), there's a ball And, like in every suburban town We can count on hooligans Who come and make our old folks waltz.

Well, well, Granny? We can't have a good time anymore. Yes, yes, yes, Granddad The music has changed. Argenteuil, working-class town Red bastion for years. Down the streets, there's no sea But there's the Seine to cross.

And when we wanted to talk about love There weren't 36 solutions. The Cormeilles Wood in the vicinity Or the Mill at Orgemont. Those who wanted to play the rich Went to nightclubs in Enghien-les-Bains. But as a friend told me, with a sad mood "I can't dance on Giscard d'Estaing Street".

Look at, look at my town. Look at it grow. Look at, look at my town. Listen to it cough. For a tourist, it's nothing special. There's not much to take photographs of. Only here, as far as factories grow We are quite organised.

Argenteuil (Val-d'Oise), working-class town Red (communist) bastion for years. Down the streets, there's no sea But there's the Seine to cross. You won't see any slate Roofs on our houses. If you care about it, I can make you see The most lovely concrete of the region. Look at, look at my town. Look at it grow. Look at, look at my town. Listen to it cough. For a tourist, it's nothing special. There's not much to take photographs of. Only here, as far as factories grow We are quite organised. The mayor is a responsible man Who has a particular humor. Our avenues take their names From the greatest internees. Me, I would have liked to live On Hawthorn Street, Olive (tree) Driveway. I had a two-room (flat) on Lenin Avenue Near Paul Vaillant-Couturier Street. Look at, look at my town. Look at it grow. Look at, look at my town. Listen to it cough. For a tourist, it's nothing special. There's not much to take photographs of. Only here, as far as factories grow We are quite organised. Here, no local music Nor very developed folklore. Rock bands or choral societies That are big hits in high schools. On July 14 (Bastille Day), there's a ball And, like in every suburban town We can count on hooligans Who come and make our old folks waltz. Well, well, Granny? We can't have a good time anymore. Yes, yes, yes, Granddad The music has changed. Argenteuil, working-class town Red bastion for years. Down the streets, there's no sea But there's the Seine to cross. And when we wanted to talk about love There weren't 36 solutions. The Cormeilles Wood in the vicinity Or the Mill at Orgemont. Those who wanted to play the rich Went to nightclubs in Enghien-les-Bains. But as a friend told me, with a sad mood "I can't dance on Giscard d'Estaing Street". Look at, look at my town. Look at it grow. Look at, look at my town. Listen to it cough. For a tourist, it's nothing special. There's not much to take photographs of. Only here, as far as factories grow We are quite organised.

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