I don't know, how curious
How did I manage to please you?
I don't know anything about good manners
While you are a 'Sir'
You have always intimidated me
And in my head everything is confusing
My legs are shaking and I'm confused
Nothing but 'dare to ask yourself
Why does that make your friends laugh
When you call me 'Totoche'?
I like this name which brings us together
Since it It was you who chose it for me
It's not in the calendar
But you told me that one day his birthday
We would make it in mind -ÃÂ -head
And I've been waiting for years
But when will it be there? But when will it be there
Will we celebrate Sainte Totoche?
But when will it be there? But when is it
Will we celebrate Sainte Totoche?
While you go to work
At night with your secretary
I'll come back your things
And I make your shoes shine
In the morning I vacuum
I invent dishes, I make creams
I set the table that you love
Yes but you have lunch elsewhere
Sundays and public holidays
You seek solitude far away
Saying that this old habit
Is necessary for your health
But for the day when you can
Think that I am your companion
J I bought real champagne
The one you always drink without me
But when will it be there? But when will it be there
Will we celebrate Sainte Totoche?
But when will it be there? But when will we celebrate Sainte Totoche?
When you've decided
You'll see, I'll make myself look good
So long ago, do you remember?
That you didn't look at me
I would like so much for this beautiful day
That you also remember
And once again you come back
Simply talk to me about love
But when will it be there? But when will it be there
Will we celebrate Sainte Totoche?
But when will it be there? But when will we celebrate Sainte Totoche?