Rob De Nijs
Miscellaneous
Malle Babbe
You scour the streets
and follow the thieves' trail
with lowlifes and soldiers,
their hats on one One ear
You lift up your skirts
and smile at every man
who dares in the dark
which is not possible during the day
And at night
in the pubs here,
your name goes around
with the blond foamy beer
I know them one by one,
the gentlemen of decency,
I will never forget them
as they do to you
How often have you had such a face,
drunk, stupid and horny,
not on you chest pressed,
your body wet with his drool
And at night
in the pubs here,
your name goes around
with the blond foaming beer
/>Malle Babbe come,
Malle Babbe come here,
nice piece, silly girl,
nice animal of pleasure
Malle Babbe is round,
Malle Babbe is blonde ,
a kiss on your mouth,
Silly Babbe, your nice ass
And on Sundays in church
there sits such a gentleman,
stiff as a wooden plank
with nails in his head
looking into his couch
A black sheet suit
around his sinful body,
afraid of the devil
and afraid of his wife
And frugally put a cent
in his pocket
So he buys back his soul
and his decency
And you have to follow behind
standing somewhere in the dark
as it should be
But one day the day comes,
then they ring the bell,
then you wear white flowers
and ribbons your skirt
When we leave the church together
armed in arms,
what will they look at,
I always think about that
As if at night
in the bars here,
I hear your name again
with the blond foamy beer
Malle Babbe come,
Malle Babbe come here,
nice piece, silly girl,< br/>nice animal of pleasure
Malle Babbe is round,
Malle Babbe is blonde,
a kiss on your mouth,
Malle Babbe...

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