Mon homme
Mistinguett
My man
On this earth, my only joy, my only happiness
Is my man.
I've given all I have, my love and all my heart
To my man
And even at night,
When I dream, it's of him,
Of my man.
It's not that he's handsome, rich, or strong
But I love him, it's foolish,
He ignores me
He takes my money,
I'm at my limit
But despite everything
What can you do
I have him so much under my skin
That I go crazy,
As soon as he approaches, it's over
I belong to him
When his eyes are on me
It makes me feel all sorts of things
I have him so much under my skin
That at the slightest word
I would do anything
I would kill, my faith
I feel he would make me infamous
But I'm just a woman
And I have him so much under my skin ...
To leave him, it's crazy what other men
Have offered me
Between us, you see they're not worth much
All men
The woman, truth be told
Is only made to suffer
By men
In the dance halls, I ran, to forget him I drank
No use, I couldn't
When he says, "Come"
I'm like a dog
There's no way
It's like a bond
That holds me back
I have him so much under my skin
That I'm crazy
Let she who hasn't also
Known this
Dare to come first
And throw the stone
Having one under your skin
Is the worst of evils
But it's knowing love
In its true light
And I say we must forgive
When a woman gives herself
To the man she has under her skin ...