Motobecane 88
A name that sounds super super great
With only a small mix of gasoline
I can go downtown with my copine
What if I run out of gas?
What if I get my tire flat?
Will I let her layin' down in the street?
NO! NO! NO!
All the grandmothers fear me
When I roam in the streets of Montjovis
Everybody knows my name
When I ride on the road to Angoulême
Tonight I've been driving a lot
Please push me jusqu'en haut d'la côte
La rue de Metz is such a mess!
Motobecane 88
Red lights are for nerds, I cannot wait
Motobecane 88
To go faster I drop a crate
-dvu dvu dvu ni ni ni ploink-
Scooters are for dicks, bikes make me sick
Babe come with me it's so romantic
You can be my queen if you're less than fourteen
We will take a last drink (yeah you know what I mean!)
Tonight join me for a ride
But you'll have to walk by my side
Since I have no porte-bagage
Motobecane 88
The only thing you can't escape
Motobecane motobecane motobecane 88!!!
Motobecane is the key to freedom
No more vehicles from Babylone
No more buses from the TCL
No more "Tu peux m'déposer tante Marcelle?"
Tonight I've been drinking a lot
Never drive drunk is what I have been taught
So when I am carpette I take my mobylette