La lettre

I received a letter
Maybe a month ago
It arrived by mistake
A postman's blunder
Sprayed with perfume
Carmine lipstick
I should have, this letter
Maybe not opened it

But I'm a man
Who likes this kind of game
...willing to let her call me
Alphonse or Fred, as she wants
(Payapapa papayapa)
As she wants
(Payapapa papayapa)

Pretty daisies
On the tops of her "i"s
Curved handwriting
Like in abbeys
A few spelling mistakes
A slight dyslexia
And as a signature
Your little sexy blonde

And I'm a man
Who likes this kind of game
...doesn't like nuns
And I fell in love
(Payapapa papayapa)
In love
(Payapapa papayapa)

She writes that Sunday
She will be on the cliff
Where I took her by the hips
And that in the hypothesis
If I didn't have the tact
To assume my exploits
She will choose the impact
30 meters below

And I'm a man
Who likes this kind of challenge
...doesn't want her to hurt herself
Because I fell in love
(Payapapa papayapa)
In love
(Payapapa papayapa)

Thanks to the postmark
From a town on the Channel
I was at the outpost
On Sunday morning
The place was deserted
I'll have to be patient
Suicidal blondes
There aren't a hundred

And I'm a man
Who likes this kind of challenge
...wants to beat Newton
Because I fell in love
(Payapapa papayapa)
In love
(Payapapa papayapa)

She was overlooking the Channel
When I recognized her
I grabbed by the sleeve
My little ingénue
Who wasn't so much
At the sight of the profile
That a little inhabitant
Was doing under her navel

And I'm a man
Who likes this kind of challenge
...willing to let him call me
Dad, if he wants
(Payapapa papayapa)
If he wants
(Payapapa papayapa)

And I'm a man
Who likes this kind of challenge
...willing to let him call me
Dad, if he wants
(Payapapa papayapa)
If he wants
(Payapapa papayapa)

Payapapayapapa
Payapapapapa payapapayapapa
Payapapa papayapa
(Payapapa papayapa)
Payapapa papayapa
(Payapapa papayapa)