I Don't Speak English - Les Yeux D'La Tête

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Two

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J’aurai bien aimé

Passer à la télé

En chantant de la pop et du rock

Faire des «I feel», des «Walking down the street»

Et qu’les filles

Se jettent à mes bottes

Oui mais voilà

Moi j’suis qu’un pauvre François

Ma seule langue étrangère c’est l’patois

C’est tant pis pour moi

P’t'être si j’essaye avec ça

«Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?»

I don’t speak english

I’m sorry

Ma biche

I don’t speak english

No I’m

I’m just a quiche

J’aurai bien aimé

Pouvoir dans les soirées

Accoster des américaines

(Hello baby)

Leur parler de Paris, de love, de french kiss

Et que pour une fois elles me comprennent

Alors faut qu’j’trouve une technique

Un truc un peu magic

Pour cacher cet accent parigot

J’ai beau payer des verres

Faire croire qu’j’ai plein d’fric

Mais ça sonne

Carrément faux

I don’t speak english

I’m sorry

Ma biche

I don’t speak english

No I’m

I’m just a quiche

Imagine all the people

Like a hobo

Touch for the very first time

Let it be

I’m a creep

Should I stay or should I go

No No No

No woman no cry

Ouh yeah

Oh bip bop belula

Help like my fire

Cause I love Rock’n’Roll

(I love Rock’n’roll)

I’m born to be alive

So love me tender

Tonight is gonna be a good night

I don’t speak english

I’m sorry

Ma biche

I don’t speak english

No I’m

I’m just a quiche

No, I don’t speak english

I’m sorry

(I'm sorry)

Ma biche

No, I don’t speak english

No I’m

I’m just a quiche

No, I don’t speak english

I’m sorry

(I'm sorry)

Ma biche

No, I don’t speak english

No I’m

I’m just a quiche

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I would have liked

To be on television

Singing pop and rock

Make "I feels", "Walking down the street"

And the girls

Throw themselves at my boots

Yes but here it is

Me, I'm just a poor François

My only foreign language is patois

It's too bad for me

Maybe if I try with that

"Do you want to sleep with me?"

I do not speak english

I'm sorry

My doe

I do not speak english

No I'm

I'm just a quiche

I would have liked

Power in the evenings

Landing Americans

(Hello Baby)

Talk to them about Paris, about love, about French kiss

And for once they understand me

So I have to find a technique

A bit of magic

To hide this Parisian accent

I pay for drinks

Make believe that I have plenty of money

But it sounds

flat out wrong

I do not speak english

I'm sorry

My doe

I do not speak english

No I'm

I'm just a quiche

Imagine all the people

Like a hobo

Touch for the very first time

let it be

I'm a creep

Should I stay or should I go

No No No

No woman No Cry

Oh yeah

Oh beep bop belula

Help like my fire

Cause I love Rock'n'Roll

(I love Rock'n'roll)

I'm born to be alive

So love me tender

Tonight is gonna be a good night

I do not speak english

I'm sorry

My doe

I do not speak english

No I'm

I'm just a quiche

No, I don't speak english

I'm sorry

(I'm sorry)

My doe

No, I don't speak english

No I'm

I'm just a quiche

No, I don't speak english

I'm sorry

(I'm sorry)

My doe

No, I don't speak english

No I'm

I'm just a quiche