Pit And Rik
Miscellaneous
La Tototte
When I was head lolo
No older than six months
I had my little sleep
Right under Dad's feet
Every evening at that time
There was a storm
Dad hoisted the main mast
Mom did the seagull
I didn't want to see that
So as not to annoy them
I hid under the sheets
And I could fiddle with it
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My teddy my little clown my spinning top and my tototte
And my little hat knitted by grandma Cocotte
My nion nion my pouic pouic my ding dong and my tototte
And the big muffler knitted by auntie Popotte
I became a man
I put away my basket
And I bit the apple
With the little girls
But a beautiful Andalusian woman
Introduced me to her father
He wanted me to marry him
And did his inventory
A thousand hectares of chickpeas
From the isbas in Ghana
A rich pasta factory
I only had with me
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Called comm flag bearer
To save my country
So as not to have any problems
I told the enemy everything
Denounced the genocide ©general
And put away the missiles
The plan of the sand yacht
The canteen menu
They picked all my pockets
Tickled © under the feet
peeled my galoshes
But they didn't find
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As since every baby
I had made science-popo
I became a deputy
A seat a little higher
To talk about my neighborhood
Defend my commune
By the grand staircase
I go up to the platform
When my attaché
Suddenly opened
The whole assembly was frank and comfortable
Suddenly discovered
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