À cause des garçons [English translation]

You're talking rubbish, we're not going to take

Another view close up; that like

What view are you talking about?

You've a cheek, you started it

I give up

You're really good

For nothing, you're talking rubbish

You see, him, he thinks i'm reaaally good

Because of boys

We put on nylon stockings

We pull each other's hair

Because of boys

And what people might say

We're always crying

Because of boys

We get worked up for real

Because of boys

Because of boys

Rifle

it's the word which comes to mind

When I think of my girl-friends

And me, I've had my fill

No joke, of your courses

Of the pill

I'm hallucinating

you ought to be vaccinated

All that for a poser (of a lad)

You're depressing, you can have him

If that's your style

Because of boys

We put on nylon stockings

Because of boys

We're always crying

It's the fault of the ma

Of the magazines

The Maries the Claires

The Marie-Claires

The Figs, the McDonald's beyond clear

The women of today and of yesterday

It's the fault of the ma

Of the magazines

The Maries, the Frances

The Marie-Frances

Practical women who aren't fed up with

Cosmo, vogue and all the rest

Because of boys

We strain our brains

We melt like ice cubes

Because of boys

I lie you lie we lie

We're slippery like soap

Because of boys

We fall out for good

Because of boys

• Artist:Yelle
• Album:Pop Up (2007)