La Petit Tortillard Lyrics

Lyric discussion by awakenpunk 

Cover art for La Petit Tortillard lyrics by Plastic Bertrand

I am the small local train Who checks in comfortably late I wiggle into all the stations I go wooo woooo My loco dances the pogo Johnny Rotten and his louts

I am the train with everyone The Madonna of the sleeping cars The train of my childhood runs On the rails of my indifference And stops only in Saint-Lazare In Pariiiiiis

I never derail, here's the job Micheline, you fool, Stretch out on the rails I send no one to the station I'm much too good for that The cows have the right of access Siderodromophobia station

I am the little local train Who checks in comfortably late While strolling on the left, on the right My cigar with casters I have, Madam, at your disposal Couchettes (woooo)

I am the small local train Who checks in comfortably late (wooo woooo)