All day on the phone or typing
With her eyes glued to her Kelton, Joséphine waits for it to end.
She says to herself that with her chest size, oh, like Dolly Parton
She could pose in magazines like Olivia Newton-John.
When Joséphine leaves the office
She immediately goes to her cousin Berthe's house
Together they run to the club gogo
To go jerk dancing to pop music
Under the flash of strobe lights, they dance jerk!
Roger works in a factory that smells of carbon monoxide.
Every lunchtime, in the canteen, he eats chicken with hormones.
Roger greatly admires Lenin. Roger admires Lennon a lot
And in the factory brass band, on Sundays, he plays the trombone.
And when Roger leaves the office
He takes the 6 p.m. seven
And head straight to the club-à-gogo
To go jerk dancing to pop music
Under the flashes of the strobes, he dances the jerk! Oh, the jerk!
(Saxophone solo)
One evening Roger met Joséphine. He says to her, "You're cute."
"You're as beautiful as a speaker."
"Come to my house! I'll play the trombone for you."
And by a beautiful winter morning, Joséphine and Roger got married.
They had quadruplets whom they named
Gustave, Alphonse, Saturnin, Philibert.
They taught them the... They taught them the ...They taught them the...
Jerk! To pop music
And all together, when the evening comes
They take the bus from six to seventeen
To go jerk dancing to pop music
All night long, like at Woodstock, they dance the jerk!
Oh, the jerk! Nana na nana, the jerk!
All night long, like at Woodstock, they dance the jerk!
Oh, the jerk! Ooh ooh, the jerk!
All night long, like at Woodstock, they dance the jerk!

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