Ahhhh what a lovely day it is
[Loads of] ladiesBonjour
Orangina Walks the streets at night
And in her arms she holds a baby tight
Singing songs of days
In gay Paris
She sings in Paris when it was a flower
And a half of turning to the Eiffel tower
And from its top its all she got it
What’s God's world
And everybody singing
Cuckoo Cuckoo
Up and down the Calais Rue
Cuckoo Cuckoo she sings a song
for you my friend
That's lovely Orangina
Cuckoo Cuckoo
Up and down to the Calais Rue
She crosses over down by St. Germain sings with the girls of Notre Dame
Dances to the titter tatter [better] Of the falling rai-ai-ai-n
So many stop
but then do laugh
They say she sounds so much like [you…] in the air
Sweet [summer / supper]
Be loved […]
You have to [find] a way
Singing
Cuckoo Cuckoo
Up and down to the Calais Rue
Cuckoo she sings a song
For you my friend
That's lovely Orangina |
Cuckoo Cuckoo
Up and down to the Calais RueMmmm I know she loves you
O lovely Orangina
Cuckoo Cuckoo
And soon the early morning as it come
Les Champs Elysees reads the sun
From the top
You can still hear her singing so sweet and clear
Soon Paris knows she is here
And Orangina had a child
And disappeared
Who knows, maybe this night they’ll reappear for you my friend
Singing
Cuckoo Cuckoo
Up and down to the Calais Rue
Cuckoo Cuckoo she sings a song
for you my friend
That's lovely Orangina
Cuckoo Cuckoo
Up and down to the Calais Rue
Mmmmmm
She’s singing just for you
lovely Orangina ….
Orangina…
lalalala |