Tire-fesses - Oldelaf et Monsieur D

Aprs deux heures de queue

Par moins 24 degr (c)s,

Je viens d’chopper un rhume,

J’ai les orteils gel (c)s;

J’avance comme je peux

Car c’est bientґt moi,

Le bouton vert s’allume:

Ca y est je n’ai plus l’choix

Un gars me tend une perche

Qui s’envole aussitґt;

Oh !

Non !

Rat©, la dche,

Je repars z (c)roЂ¦

Tire-fesses, tire-fesses, tu me remplis de stresse,

Tire-fesses, tire-fesses, de Tignes Super-Besse,

Tire-fesses, tire-fesses, quelle torture de SS

Tire-fesses, tire-fesses, je lance un SOS !

Mon tour revient enfin:

Onze heures, c’est pas trop tґt.

Je m’accroche au bazar,

Le choc me casse les reins,

Me luxe un testicule

Et l’truc, sans crier gare,

S’arrЄte et puis recule;

J’suis d (c)s (c)quilibr© Et v’l la deuxime couche.

Le coup me fait valser,

J’ai d’la neige plein la boucheЂ¦

Je retente ma chance,

Je m’avoue pas vaincu.

Aprs quatre heures de queue,

Me v’la comme au d (c)but

Mais l, pas d’imprudence,

Je serre comme un malade;

Tout se passe pour le mieux,

C'(c)tait d’la rigolade !

Ca y est, j’go"te au bonheur

Je regarde les sapins

Mais mon ski gauche -malheur-

Vient croiser son voisinЂ¦

Je vous passe les d (c)tails,

Toujours le mЄme topo,

Je renfourche le barda

Et repars l’assaut

Je siffle un air canaille

Pour faire le mec bien cool

Jusqu' c’que devant moi

Un petit con s'(c)croule.

D’abord je me marre bien

Mais lui reste plant© l,

«Vas-y d (c)gage, gamin !

«Et vlan !

Ca rate pasЂ¦

Une dernire tentative

Avant la fermeture

J’ai tenu 300 mtres,

Ca y est j’ai fait l’plus dur !

C’est bon je crois qu’j’arrive

J’aper§ ois le sommet

Franchement je dois l’admettre,

J’ai envie de pleurerЂ¦

Mes lvres humides embrassent

La perche toute gel (c)e;

Je reste coll©, h (c)las:

Je r’pars dans la vall (c)e !!!

After two hours of queuing

By minus 24 degrees (c)s,

I just caught a cold,

I have frost(c)s toes;

I advance as I can

Because it will soon be me,

The green button lights up:

That's it, I no longer have a choice

A guy hands me a pole

Who immediately flies away;

Oh !

Nope !

Rat©, the dche,

I leave z (c)roЂ¦

Butt pull, butt pull, you fill me with stress,

Pull-buttocks, pull-buttocks, from Tignes Super-Besse,

Butt pull, butt pull, what SS torture

Butt pull, butt pull, I'm calling an SOS!

My turn finally comes:

Eleven o'clock is not too early.

I cling to the bazaar,

The shock breaks my back,

I luxury a testicle

And the trick, without warning,

Stops and then backs up;

I'm d (c)s (c)balanced And here's the second layer.

The blow makes me waltz,

I have snow in my mouth

I'm trying my luck again,

I don't admit defeat.

After four hours of queuing,

See me like at the beginning

But there, no imprudence,

I squeeze like a patient;

Everything is going well,

It (it) was a joke!

That's it, I taste happiness

I look at the trees

But my left ski -unfortunately-

Comes to cross his neighbourЂ¦

I spare you the d (c)tails,

Always the same topo,

I straddle the barda

And resume the assault

I whistle a rascal tune

To make the cool guy

Until in front of me

A little prick is (c)collapsed.

First I have a good laugh

But he stays planted,

“Go d (c) pledge, kid!

"And wham !

Don't miss Ђ¦

One last attempt

Before closing

I lasted 300 meters,

That's it, I did the hard part!

It's good I think I'm coming

I see the summit

Frankly I have to admit,

I want to cry Ђ¦

My wet lips kiss

Perch any gel (c);

I stay glued, h (c)las:

I'm going back to the vall (c)e!!!