Jean-Jacques Goldman
The girls talk about the boys
They go to the bathroom in pairs
It won't make a song
A ditty at best
The girls eat chocolate
br/>They are too hot or too cold
Have a stomach ache, a headache,
The heart hurts, in fact
The girls work at school
They have beautiful handwriting
They keep words, bits and pieces
In old shoe boxes
The girls have handbags
The girls walk with their arms crossed
They hang out in the bathrooms
They like flowers, babies
Don't generalize
There are certainly plenty of exceptions
Study them, identify them
This is my credo, my mission
The girls pack their belongings well
They rarely play the drum
They get angry with their mother
Whom they remind each day
Girls blame us
Too slow, too hasty, not there
Or too far or too close
Or not enough, not like that
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The girls confide in confidence
They have a childhood friend
They bicker as a team
Avoid gymnastics
The girls we would like to please them
But we don't really know how to do it
It's a long study, an art
That we understand when it's too late
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They make us grow the heart
Girls make men better
And the more they get into politics
The more peaceful our world is

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