Les Cactus
Jacques Dutronc
The Cacti
The whole world is a cactus
It's impossible to sit down
In life, there are only cacti
I prick myself to know it
Ouch ouch ouch, ouch, ouch ouch ouch
In their hearts, there are cacti
In their wallets, there are cacti
Under their feet, there are cacti
In their vests, there are cacti
Ouch ouch ouch, ouch ouch ouch, ouch
To defend myself from their cacti
In turn, I put cacti
In my bed, I put cacti
In my underwear, I put cacti
Ouch ouch ouch, ouch, ouch ouch ouch
In their smiles, there are cacti
In their bellies, there are cacti
In their greetings, there are cacti
In their cacti, there are cacti
Ouch ouch ouch, ouch, ouch
The whole world is a cactus
It's impossible to sit down
In life, there are only cacti
I prick myself to know it
Ouch ouch ouch, ouch, ouch ouch ouch
