Marcel Galarneau

My name's Marcel Galarneau
I fix up car bodies
I got a garage down at the end of St. Hilaire
You think my business ain't going well?!!

The last car I sold
Was a nice big Malibu
And to add to my pain
I forgot it was mine

Oh! Marcel! (Oh! Marcel!)
Oh! Marcel Galarneau! (Oh! Marcel Galarneau!)
How are your old bones
You who ain't looking so good anymore?
My Marcel Galarneau...

One day the daughter of old man Delage
Showed up at the garage
She asked me for a Corvette
I sold her a Chevette

The old fool didn't like that
That I was getting with his daughter
He came at me with his walker
Pointing it at me with his shotgun

Oh! Marcel! (Oh! Marcel!)
Oh! Marcel Galarneau! (Oh! Marcel Galarneau!)
Are you still clowning around
At the bingo nights?
My Marcel Galarneau...

Oh! Marcel (Oh! Marcel!)
Oh! Marcel Galarneau! (Oh! Marcel Galarneau!)
Are you still acting dumb at Father Desmarais' sermon?
My Marcel Galarneau...

Finally, the good deal came along
The smuggling of dental floss
Everything I did to get it through
I hid it in cartons of Export'A

The customs officer searched the van
When he saw 100 cartons of cigarettes
He was screaming about the dental floss
During my interrogation...

Oh! Marcel! (Oh! Marcel!)
Oh! Marcel Galarneau (Oh! Marcel Galarneau!)
How are your old bones
In your cell at Bordeaux
My Marcel Galarneau...

Oh! Marcel! (Oh! Marcel!)
Oh! Marcel Galarneau! (Oh! Marcel Galarneau!)
You better watch out
Before you pick up your soap
My Marcel Galarneau...