I've got a date with my father
Every Wednesday
In a restaurant, place Pereire
Around midday and half.
Because he always comes on time
I wait for him, quietly at the tobacconist's
And there, I play the big man
Waiting for him to pay for me.
Together, we go for lunch
But nothing much exaggerated.
Only a good bottle to take.
It's necessary for us to digest.
And I tell him of my problems
The latest gossip from my job.
Because he's a HLM builder
He draws plans in the (potato) purée.
We quickly advance to the dessert
Alongside Le Corbusier.
But I know that, for the last glass
He will propose me a bit of dough (money).
"So how much do you want ?"
"Don't know !"
"300 francs ?"
"Oh no, 300 are too much! Notice... I will take them anyway !"
Because life isn't easy
For a performing artist
Whose piano is in the kitchen
Whose folding bed is in the WC.
I put a little money aside
To pay my rent and for my cats.
I offer a little gift to my neighbour.
She's often nice to me.
When I'm short of money
She makes me pancakes.
When I'm drunk
Little pieces of lint.
Together, we spend the weekend
And maybe one day, I will invite her too.
Yes!
At the rendez-vous, place Pereire
Every Wednesday.
I will introduce her to my father
Because he likes pancakes too.
I've got a date with my father Every Wednesday In a restaurant, place Pereire Around midday and half.
Because he always comes on time I wait for him, quietly at the tobacconist's And there, I play the big man Waiting for him to pay for me.
Together, we go for lunch But nothing much exaggerated. Only a good bottle to take. It's necessary for us to digest.
And I tell him of my problems The latest gossip from my job. Because he's a HLM builder He draws plans in the (potato) purée.
We quickly advance to the dessert Alongside Le Corbusier. But I know that, for the last glass He will propose me a bit of dough (money).
"So how much do you want ?" "Don't know !" "300 francs ?" "Oh no, 300 are too much! Notice... I will take them anyway !"
Because life isn't easy For a performing artist Whose piano is in the kitchen Whose folding bed is in the WC.
I put a little money aside To pay my rent and for my cats. I offer a little gift to my neighbour. She's often nice to me.
When I'm short of money She makes me pancakes. When I'm drunk Little pieces of lint. Together, we spend the weekend And maybe one day, I will invite her too. Yes!
At the rendez-vous, place Pereire Every Wednesday. I will introduce her to my father Because he likes pancakes too.