Les vaches
Les Wriggles
The Cows
The cows in the fields
You have to see them from afar
They graze on lots of grass
And sometimes on hay
They are beautiful with the flies
That love them moo
That shit in their ears
And also in their eyes
Moo moo go the cows
The cows go moo X2
When early in the morning the farmer arrives
The cow boss hears him coming
And the fly boss follows the cow boss
The farmer opens the gates
It's grazing time
Moo moo go the cows
The cows go moo X2
They graze, they chew, the grass
And in the evening in the fields they offer us the dung
And then they must be brought in to get the good milk
The milkers are connected, it's the end of the day
Pshite pshite go the machines
The machines go pshit pshit
Moo moo go the cows
The cows go moo
We don't milk the flies
Because they don't have milk
And the milkers can't fly
But the cows that don't have milk
We cut off their udders (ouch!)
That's what you have at Leclerc
And then bon appétit
