Des p'tites bettes

I'd like to get married
But I'm not too sure
Yet I'm not a faggot
Crazy, crazy girl
I love little girls
Crazy, crazy

But I'd be afraid that a nurse
Would put a lock on the fridge
And put me on a diet
Crazy, crazy girl
Not even a cold beer
Crazy, crazy

I wouldn't want more than one inhabitant
Because they are too strong
Fix your cart
Crazy, crazy girl
Then go do your milking
Crazy, crazy

Even less a lawyer
That would be boring
I'd endure her chatter
Crazy, crazy girl
Without it ever stopping
Crazy, crazy

I wouldn't know what to do
Marrying a secretary
They have after-hours affairs
Crazy, crazy girl
Not for typing letters
Crazy, crazy

I wouldn't take more than one student
Even if I find them charming
They are too wild
Crazy, crazy girl
They run left, right
Crazy, crazy

As for teachers
For me, it's like the police
When you come back tipsy
Crazy, crazy girl
They handle the stick well
Crazy, crazy

I would take a cook
Who could make me a good meat pie
And meatball stew
Crazy, crazy girl
With some good little critters
Crazy, crazy