With a warm heart, eyes in the beer
At fat Adrienne de Montalant's
With friend Jojo, and with friend Pierre
We were going to drink our twenty years
Jojo took himself for Voltaire
And Pierre for Casanova
And me, me who was the proudest
Me, I took myself for myself
And when around midnight the notaries passed
Which were leaving the hotel of, Trois Pheasants
We showed them our ass and our good manners
By singing to them
The bourgeois are like pigs
The older it gets, the older it gets It becomes stupid
The bourgeois are like pigs
The older it gets the more it becomes c
The warm heart , eyes in the beer
At fat Adrienne de Montalant
With friend Jojo, and with friend Pierre
We were going to celebrate our twenties
Voltaire danced like a vicar
And Casanova didn't dare
And me, me who remained the proudest
I was almost as drunk as me
And when around midnight the notaries passed
Which were leaving the Hôtel des, Trois Pheasants
We showed them our ass and our good manners
By singing to them
The bourgeois are like pigs
The older it gets, the older it gets It becomes stupid
The bourgeois are like pigs
The older it gets, the more it becomes c
The heart at rest, eyes firmly on the ground
At the bar of the Hôtel des Trois Pheasants
With Master Jojo, and with Master Pierre
Between notaries we pass the time
Jojo talks about Voltaire, and Pierre about Casanova
And me , I who remained the proudest
Me, I still talk about myself
And it is when leaving around midnight Mr. Commissioner
That every evening from the Montalant
Young 'Pig-butts' show us their behinds
By singing to us
The bourgeois are like pigs
The older it gets the more it becomes stupid
The bourgeoisie are like pigs
The older it becomes the more it becomes c

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