I get the feeling that you’d like to say we’ll find a heaven in another soulOut on a neon don’t you bite your thumb it’s gettin nearer but i told you so
Look at the ceiling there’s a shadow playI hear you breathing but you don’t belong the fear of fearing’s where you coming from It’s getting closer but i told you so
I’ll take the chance you stop the trance i’ll take the chance you stop the dance
When you reach high and lowAnd you feel there’s more to know if you keep me aroundI’ll be here when you get down
Everything is terrible !

-On va faire un tour?-Moi j’vais m’baigner elle est bonne.-Oh y’a un beau magasin de souvenirs ici!-On s’met pépère on s’met à l’aise!-Y’a un magasin de gaufres un magasin de chichis…-C’est pas tous les jours qu’on peut en profiter hein!-Moi je prépare le barbeuc.

On va boire un coup?On s’mange un truc?On va boire un coup?On s’mange un truc.

-On s’balade on r’garde les menus-On s’écoute un peu d’musique?-Moi j’vais faire du thé, qui qu’en veut?-Il sent trop bon ton gâteau maman!

On va boire un truc?On s’mange une crêpe?On va boire un coup?On s’mange un truc.On va boire un truc?On s’mange une crêpe?On va boire un coup?J’vous paie un truc, j’vous paie un truc.

Italiano:
A Londra sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,
A Londra sono stato a mangiare un po’ di gnocchi.
Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, dei gnocchi cosi cotti,
Che sembrano cemento!
A Parigi sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,
A Parigi sono stato a mangiare maccheroni.
Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,
Tre scarsi maccheroni, che del gusto solo l’ombra!
Ah, Mamma!
Ah Mamma
!Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta,
Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro,
Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa
Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni.
Dei ravioli, dei tortellini,
E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va,
Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso,
Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso.
A Pechino loro fanno, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,
A Pechino loro fanno
Stranissimi spaghetti.
Mangiar con le bacchette, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,
Ma mangiar con le bacchette, c'è da diventar matto!
A Miami ho ordinato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,
A Miami ho ordinato
Pesto e parmigiano.
E che mi hanno portato? Mamma mia, Mamma mia,
E che mi hanno portato?
Ketchup e coca cola!Ah, Mamma!
Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta,
Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro,
Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa
Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni.
Dei ravioli, dei tortellini,
E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va,
Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso,
Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso.

Français:
Je suis allé à Londres, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Londres manger des gnocchis.Le chef m’a servi, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Des gnocchis tellement cuits,Qu’on aurait dit du ciment.
Je suis allé à Paris, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Paris manger des maccheronis.Le chef m’a servit, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Trois pauvres maccheronis, qui n’avait que l’ombre de leur goût
!
Ah Mamma mia, tes pâtesAux tomates,Personne ne sait la faireAvec ta sauce aux piments.Des raviolis, des tortellinis,Et l’huile d’olive,De maman, Mamma mia, je suis au paradis
A Pekin il font, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Pekin il fontD’étranges spaghettis.Manger avec les baguettes, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Mais manger avec les baguettes, c’est à devenir fou

A Miami j’ai commandé, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Miami j’ai commandé,Du pesto et du parmesan.Et qu’est-ce qu’ils m’ont apporté
?Du ketchup et du coca cola
!!

English:
I went to London, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to London and ate gnocchi.The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Gnocchi so overcookedYou’d have thought it was cement.
I went to Paris Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to Paris and ate maccheroni,
The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Three poor maccheroni, a pale shadow.
Ah
!Mamma mia,

your pastaWith tomatoes,No one, can make it your spicy sauceMamma’s ravioli, tortellini,And olive oilMamma mia I am in heaven
In Peking they make Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Peking they make strange spaghettiTo eat with chopsticks,

Mamma mia, Mamma mia,But to eat with chopsticks is to go crazy.
In Miami I ordered Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Miami I orderedPesto and parmesan.And what did they bring me?Ketchup and a Coca cola!!

ItalianoDivent' un uomo fatto,
Lei torna ragazza,
ma quanto sto bene,
quando quando
ma quanto sto bene,
quà , tra le braccia di tua madre!

Ha la pudore d'una bimba,
E la dolcezza d'una mamma,
l'appettito di una leonessa,
e l'esperienza d'una regina, ah...

Le pesche non mi piacciono se sono verdi,
Le pere, non mi piacciono se sono dure,
le donne sono com' i frutti,
migliore se sono mature.
Lei sa placar' il mio ardore
Posso gli aprir' il mio cuore,
Dice che io la faccio ridere
ma non mi parla di matrimonio!

Français

Je deviens un homme mûr
Elle redevient jeune fille
Mais qu’est-ce que je me sens bien

Quand, quand
Qu'est-ce que je suis bien
Là, dans les bras de ta mère

Elle a la pudeur d'une enfant
Et la douceur d'une mère
L'appétit d'une lionne
Et l'expérience d'une reine, ah...

Les pêches ne me plaisent pas si elles sont vertes
Les poires ne me plaisent pas si elles sont dures
Les femmes sont comme les fruits
Meilleures quand elles sont mûres

Elle sait calmer mon ardeur
Je peux lui ouvrir mon cœur
Elle dit que je la fais rire
Mais ne parle pas de mariage.

English

I am becoming a mature man
She is becoming a young girl
How good I feel
When when
How good I feel
Here in your mother’s arms

She has a child’s modesty
And a sweetness of a mother
The appetite of a lioness
And the experience of a queen, ah…

I don’t like peaches when they’re green
I don’t like pears when they’re hard
Women are like fruit
Better when they are ripe

She knows how to cool my ardour
I can open my heart to her
She says that I make her laugh
But don’t talk to me about marriage

BEER CHASERCHORUSBring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
I know it might seem early
But I booked the first flight out of town
That baby of mine found another man
And I ain’t stickin’ around
So bring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ downVERSEWe came out here together
Just about a year ago
I was playin’ guitar at a hotel bar
She was workin’ at the casino
Serving drinks to high rollers
Till one of them caught her eye
Now she’s gone an’ hit the bi0g jackpot
And I’ve gone an’ bought a ticket to flyCHORUSSo bring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
I know it might seem early
But I booked the first flight out of town
That baby of mine found another man
And I ain’t stickin’ around
So bring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ downInstrumentalBRIDGEThey’re ready to board at gate #4
Here’s a hundred, you can keep the change
I’m gonna be the last one on
But I’ll sleep it off on the plane
I’ll sleep it off on the planeCHORUSBring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
I know it might seem early
But I booked the first flight out of town
That baby of mine found another man
And I ain’t stickin’ around
So bring me another beer chaser
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down
Another Bloody Mary’s goin’ down