Vilaines Filles Mauvais Garcons

In this valley of tears that is life
Come with me through the forbidden paths
To those who call us wrongly or rightly
Naughty girl, bad boy
To those who call us wrongly or rightly
Naughty girl, bad boy

At the bottom of this valley flows a stream
It is the very image of our twenties
It is to him that we owe this air and these ways
Of naughty girl, of bad boy
It is to him that we owe this air and these ways
Naughty girl, bad boy

There is no living soul
That pleases me as much as you
If you were more naive
I would teach you everything you already know

The children of the century are all a little crazy
But the clinking of the slot machine
Will drown out that voice that says wrongly or rightly
Naughty girl, bad boy
Will drown out that voice that says wrongly or rightly
Naughty girl, bad boy

Tomorrow when the moon sets
There will be only you and me in the world
No one else to tell us wrongly or rightly
Naughty girl, bad boy
And eyes locked tenderly we will say to each other
Naughty girl, bad boy
Naughty girl, bad boy