You wanted to see Vierzon
You wanted to see Honfleur
You wanted to see Hamburg
I wanted to see your sister
You didn't like Vierzon anymore
You didn't like Vesoul anymore
You didn't like Honfleur anymore
You didn't like Hamburg anymore
You wanted to see Antwerp
We only saw its suburbs
You didn't like your mom anymore
You wanted to see Dutronc
I wanted to see your sister
You wanted to see Hortense
She was in the Cantal
I wanted to see Byzantium
I saw The Flowers of Evil
You didn't like Paris anymore
You didn't like Dutronc anymore
Now I mix up your sister
From what I know of Hortense
I won't go to the Cantal anymore
And too bad for Byzantium
It's expensive, and it hurts
But I'm telling you again
But I'm telling you again