Coutufon et foncoutu
Henri Salvador
Coutufon and Foncoutu
Mr. Coutufon loved Mrs. Foncoutu
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But, excuse me, Mrs. Foncontu
Didn't love Coutufon
He felt completely confused,
All torn up,
All messed up
In front of his Mrs. Foncoutu
{There's no one, there's no one more Foncontu than Coutufon
There's no one, there's no one more Foncontu than Coutufon}
Mr. Coutufon told Mrs. Foncontu
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"Let's unite our two solitudes"
But Mrs. Fonfon
Mrs. Fonfon Foncoutu
Told him to buzz off
You won't have Mrs. Foncoutu!
Mr. Coutufon no longer loves Mrs. Foncoutu
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It's now Mrs. Foncoutu
Who loves her Coutufon
She's the one on the prowl
All messed up, all torn up
In front of her Mr. Contufon
{There's no one, there's no one more Foncontu than Coutufon
There's no one, there's no one more Foncontu than Coutufon}
Mr. Coutufon loves Mrs. Foncoutu again
Who deep down
Doesn't love him anymore
Truly a hopeless situation
But yes, because we risk
That the song continues
And never ends
Like Contufon and Foncoutu
Like Contufon and Foncoutu!