Put on a smile yeah, I put on a smile, anyway it's best to do it once like this
(Go ahead, go ahead) with the heart, what (with the heart)
For you, for Patrick, yeah

I admire you intensely, I follow your journey in secret
I've wanted to write to you for a long time and, this year, I feel ready
It's not easy, you impress me with your charisma and talent
You speak loudly, you do a lot, for me, you're the greatest
You walk proudly in your city where everyone sees you as a king
You've made life more beautiful for those who live in Levallois
Companies come in droves, but not so much social housing
So, your city is much more beautiful, it's true that, the poor, it's not beautiful

Patrick, Patrick, the judges are mean
Don't worry, Patrick, no one hears them
Patrick, Patrick, you are strong, proud and frank
Thank you Patrick, you're the greatest

For a long time, you know very well that morality and decency
It's for the weak, it's useless, you, far from scruples, you move forward
It's proven, you're the best, you have on your back and on your arms
More indictments than your friend Nicolas
Money laundering of tax fraud, and false declaration
Corruption, Panama papers, I surely forget some affairs
You, you stay straight in your boots, head high and big mouth
All these judges, you and your buddies, you don't even know what they want from you

Patrick, Patrick, the judges are mean
Don't worry, Patrick, no one hears them
Patrick, Patrick, you are strong, proud and frank
Thank you Patrick, you're the greatest

To serve your clientelism, nothing will ever stop you
You don't care if, of all France, it's your city the most in debt
I sometimes wonder who are those that you hold by the balls
To still be free after having screwed so many
There are plenty of little brothers in prison for nonsense, small traffics
You, you're drowning in affairs, but you're elected of the republic
It's thanks to people like you that I have confidence in my country
In its justice and its rights, long live France and its contempt
And, if you invite me to sing in your kingdom, I'd love to come
I don't take cash I want to be declared, you don't even know what that means
But I will sing with joy, with ardor at every moment
I will sing for you, Patrick, because, for me, you are the greatest

Patrick, Patrick, the judges are mean
Don't worry, Patrick, no one hears them
Patrick, Patrick, you are strong, proud and frank
Thank you Patrick, you're the greatest

Maybe we'll leave it like that, huh? (yeah, yeah)
(Is it good, that?) are we going to put it like that?

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