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Standing in front of the zinc
At the stroke of ten o'clock
A great plumber and zinc worker dressed as a Sunday and yet it's Monday
Sings for him alone
Sings that it's Thursday
That he won't go to class, that the war is over and so is work.
That life is so beautiful and the girls are so pretty and staggering in front of the zinc
But guided by his plumb line he stops right in front of the boss
Three peasants will pass by and pay you then disappears into the sun
Without paying for the drinks disappears into the sun
While continuing his song
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That life is so beautiful and the girls so pretty and staggering in front of the zinc
But guided by his plumb line he stops right in front of the boss
Three peasants will pass by and pay you then disappear into the sun
Without paying the drinks disappears into the sun
While continuing his song
La la la la la…