It was during the horror of a deep night.
I was returning from a gala with my musicians
When a big beast appeared in the rain
Hitchhiking like a common man human.
I told him 'Come up!' and he answered me:
'I'm the werewolf and who are you?'
I'm a comic singer.
I'm in music.
I sing for the bambinos, funny little choruses.
But the werewolf told me:
'You don't understand anything, you're no longer in the game'.
br/>In Langedoc, in Timbuktu,
In Orinoco, anywhere,
People are crazy about Bougalou.
If you lend me your instrument,
br/>I'm going to play you something smoking,
It's more than a hit, it's a monument.
The birds stop chirping.
The streams stop gurgling.
The Martians leave their saucer
And the babies eat their soup,
When the werewolf plays the boogie-woogie bougalou
I divined in him a beast of the stage
So I took him as an American star
And I presented him to Lux, to the Carpentiers,
To Danià ¨le, to Drucker, finally to the whole world.
Soon he made his little comrades furious
By climbing like crazy to the top of the charts
And the big beast,
Has become a star.
Little children every evening
Now waiting in the dark
In front of the TV the werewolf who sings contracted.
In Langedoc, in Timbuktu
In the Orinoco, anywhere,
People are crazy about the werewolf.
I stayed © simple and very nice,
It makes my Dad happy
Who wouldn't want me to do this job
The birds stop chirping,
The streams stop gurgling.
The Martians leave their saucer
And the babies eat their soup
When the werewolf plays boogie-woogie bougalou
Wolf are you there? Wolf are you there?
I'm here, I'm there.
What are you doing? What are you doing?
Bougalou, Bougalou.
Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
Yes my guy, yes my guy.
Werewolf.< br/>Bougalou.
It's driving me crazy.
The bougalou, from the werewolf
It's driving me crazy
The bougalou from the werewolf
Completely crazy.