{Chorus:}
It's hot, from Viliers-Garges-Sarceles,
In Paris Porte de la Chapelle, Lyon and Marseille,
It's hot, it's getting hotter and hotter ...
It's summer, it's okay, the temperature is going to rise;
here are the beauties, the necklines;
the new sexy-tight fashions;
the news, the neighborhood Boom-Boom;
Zoom, close-up from head to toe;
the little ones, the big ones want to weigh in;
The noises of the bike precede one another;
the marks, the blows follow one another;
There are clear cuts on the guys, in search;
a biz or a good party;
On my feet I have my white sneakers;
in my hand a fresh can;
Clear, classy, u200bu200bis my tracksuit. My appearance is angelic;
but I have a diabolical vision under my cap;
Ah! PASSI appreciates when virtues are boasted;
All bodies and superfluities, our sights are focused on them;
Under your glasses admire the kids, when...
{in the Chorus }
It's like those Sundays at the park, at the lake, with the kids;
The guys have health, take a break and are zealous;
Those hated in Osny , or who have Fleury in the Bois d'Arcy;
are gradually rediscovering the pleasures of life;
Picnic, grilled skewers, then torpedoed chicken;
there are friends, friends of friends, and in the end, we are full.
The DADDS full of rum, snoozing, taking a nap in the sun;
The MAMAS are watching their daughters. And despite the advice;
they fall into the vices of the evil ones, into the webs that they weave;
While the tom-toms sound, these flowers bloom;
All want to be good , cute, to go beguine;
They want to move and are tempted, even by a polluted Paris;
For that guys you need gasoline in the convertible;
it's a shortage, but also the season of people being robbed;
Who doesn't do everything to fly away, ride and take it easy,
a beauty at his side summers, when...
{in the Chorus}
Pectorals bigger kilos u003d stoko in a swimsuit;
For knitwear some people have a business or work;
even at Mc Do ;
Others play football and basketball on gravel courts;
while the ice cream seller walks by;
the little ones can no longer sit still;
Mamako Makossa, summer is here, it's like that;
Bizness, Bouyave, Boisson, you know the 3Bs are that;
Lolitas are speed, the tendency is humid;
37°2 in the shade, the sun is overlooking;
it's summer, it's circulating, on the girls, it's fabulous;
Heatwave, the atmosphere is good, I am with my ;
small group. The asphalt is burning;
the telephone rings, the evenings are calculated;
Arcade, Formula 1, in the tel-ho of the ghetto;
It's ch. ..
{to the Refrain}