Avant l'heure

Before the time, it ain't the time
After the time, it ain't the time no more
I met him a bit too late
He'd already seen Germaine
He loved me for five weeks
I didn't give a damn about a third or a quarter
And then one day, he figured it out
He lied to me for three more weeks
Then he went back to Germaine.
Oh my kids! What a mess I've made!...
I don't hold it against him...
What can you do about it?
Before the time, it ain't the time
After the time, it ain't the time no more
When we say "quarter to," it's quarter to!
I met him a bit too late!

Pierre loves Jean's wife
Jean loves Pierre's wife
Pierre's wife loves a sergeant
Jean's wife loves a notary
What do they expect
Those poor folks?
If Pierre's wife had seen the sergeant
Before meeting Pierre...
If Jean's wife had seen the notary
Before meeting Jean...
It'd be a whole different story!
There'd be happiness in Nogent
Instead of tears...

The time, it's the time...

Before the time, it ain't the time
After the time, it ain't the time no more
When we say "quarter to," it's quarter to!
I met him a bit too late!

Too late!...