LYRICS GAME

To those who don't have one

To those who don't have one

Rosa, Rosa, when we make a mess, you clean up

And you, Albert, when we toast, you pick up the glasses

Céline, single, you take jackets at the coat check

Arlette, stop, you spend the party in the bathroom

And if we celebrated those who don't celebrate

For once, I'd like to raise my glass

To those who don't have one

To those who don't have one

What good manners

Why should I pretend anyway

She's paid to do it

You think you're my mother

I'll be back in an hour

Make sure it's clean enough to eat off the ground

Three hours I'm waiting

Honestly, do they make them or what

Luckily it's only two glasses

Call me your manager and be quick

Your career could end like this

Yes, let's celebrate those who don't celebrate

Once again, I'd like to raise my glass

To those who don't have one

To those who don't have one

Scrub, scrub, better not to

Scrub, scrub, if you don't know me

Brush, brush, you can always

Brush, brush, if you don't respect me

Yes, let's celebrate those who don't celebrate

Once again, I'd like to raise my glass

To those who don't have one

To those who don't have one

Airplane pilot or nurse

Truck driver or flight attendant

Baker or fisherman

A glass to the champions of the worst schedules

To young parents rocked by cries

To professional insomniacs

And all those who suffer from heartache

Who don't have the heart for celebrations