I French kiss you
I French kiss you

I French kiss you
With the language of Molière
It excites you
When I kiss you in the ear
I speak English like Tony Blair
I speak German, Adolf Hitler
But in French I pronounce the "r"
Lightning, thunder, potato

I read in my bed, I am literary
I read Carrère, I listen to Makala (Yes)
I eat camembert (hmm) I smoke cannabis
It's my sleeping pill
Blablabla, and so on, patati patata
I come from Canada, I love beavers
But at the border, I am very French
Check my passport

I French kiss you
With the French language
I French kiss you
Singing the Marseillaise
Feet in my slippers
In a dressing gown like Robespierre
I am too proud to speak the language of Voltaire
Flaubert, Baudelaire and Bangalter
I French kiss you
I French kiss you

Songwriter, lyricist
But I'm not Benjamin Biolay
I rap in triolets
Your language is intimidating, ok?
It's in French that Chilly sings, ok?
It took me a long time, many novels
Many films by Yves Montand (La-la-la-la)
With my little accent so charming
And I understand that I lack mastery
But fortunately, I assume my mistakes
Your past simple is not so simple
Mine is complicated like a labyrinth
(Yes)

Much too young for Verlaine or Prévert
I prefer to read Despentes
(Yes)
Much too old to speak in slang
I'm not seventeen
But I French kiss you like a true Frenchman

François Mitterrand
I French kiss you
With my French language
I French kiss you (hmm)
Dancing the Javanaise

Feet in my slippers
In a dressing gown like Robespierre
I am too proud to speak the language of Voltaire
Flaubert, Baudelaire and Bangalter
I French kiss you
Lightning
Chocolate
I French kiss you
Potato in a field dress
In a dressing gown, like Robespierre

I French kiss you
The hexagon
The hexagonzales
Chilly Gonzal'hexagon
(Wouhou)

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