La Amelia

Up it goes, down it goes
Run and you will run
Amelia goes after the slice
Search and you will search

Up with a peasant
Down with an Englishman
Some are red wine
How few remain French champagne

Up it goes, down it goes
Add and you will add
Amelia thinks what a job
It takes to be able to pull

So much climbing, climbing, so much descending, descending
The zipper of her jeans
Will soon break
Amelia, Amelia, Amelia, Amelia

Up it goes, down it goes
Cry, and you will cry
Curled up, a child waits
For snack time

How handsome the rascal is
A kiss and to bed
Well, if the pocket rules in the street
In his house, the heart rules

Up it goes, down it goes
Pray, and you will pray
Amelia thinks, God forgive me
All for the kid
A glass of anise, to be able to cope
Back to the street, back to the corner
Back to climbing down
Amelia, Amelia, Amelia, Amelia

Up it goes, down it goes
Run, and you will run
Amelia goes after the slice
Search, and you will search

A glass of anise, to be able to cope
Back to the street, back to the corner
Back to climbing down
Amelia, Amelia, Amelia, Amelia
Amelia, Amelia, Amelia, Amelia