Lyrics:
Les Épouses

evier C'est d'les voir, ces pauvresses Qui ont garde sur les hanches Sur le ventre et les fesses Quelques tranches de grossesse C'est d'les voir, les epouses

Well, I married a Martian, and boy, am I sorry Well, she came down from the sky She couldn't stand the attitude there She took human form, not bad she

It began, I believe when Adam found Eve He woke up and made her his wife On that very first day she asked in dismay "Am I the first girl in your life?"

Oh gosh, here we go again A fella can't get no rest around this joint Oh well, she got up this morning at six a.m. She was as grumpy as can be Not a

If you think you're throwing words to the wise, the first thing that you ever felt, inside and under your belt To a place that smothers children Caught

Roll out of bed, they're issuing lives For Redmen and their wives Offering hands and twiddling thumbs For dreams that never come Often said you better

Hey, little girl, comb your hair Fix your make-up, soon he will open the door Don't think because there's a ring on your finger You needn't try any more

All 'dem rude boy come forward - and button up that suit All 'dem skinhead come forward - and make sure to lace up 'dem boots I'm-a-gonna tell you a story

All the time you were burning my letters You were only acting the part You think without me you'll get on much better But you don't even know your own