Quiet Days In Clichy II [French translation]

There were two girls from the café,

We picked both of them up one day.

We took both of them to our flat

And the red-headed one gave Carl the clap.

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy

The dark-haired girl took off her shoe

She smiled at Joey and then she was through.

He tried everything but just as luck

The one from Jamaica just wouldn't fuck.

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy

The sad-eyed girl from the grocery store,

Her American husband didn't love her anymore.

He deserted her, he vanished away

And she wants to speak English now night and day.

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy

They would go to a movie and then for a walk

And to the apartment for some fun and talk.

She would sleep with one or she would sleep with the other,

As long as they spoke English it really didn't matter.

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Little Colette she has no sense

Serving the breakfast without her pants

Spoiling the coffee, burning the eggs,

All of her brains are between her legs.

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Baby Colette she's all grown up

Sweeping the floor and washing the tub

Cleaning the dishes and ironing the clothes

What she's thinking, God only knows.

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Then there was Jean from the Herald Tribune

Bringing bottles of wine up to their room.

They could squeeze her tits and rub her crack,

But the thought of fucking drove her quite mad.

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy

At the thought of a cock inside her cunt

She would always begin to smash the place up.

She would weep and screech and scream and cry

And then come back for another try.

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy

• Artist:Country Joe McDonald
• Album:Quiet Days In Clichy OST (1970)