He had very miserable years
Lived in shabby apartments
To play for peanuts every night
In the clubs where he ate his black bread, black bread
He had so much to do in his early days
That he talks about it all the time since he was known
In the Talk Show where he likes to be seen
We always cry the same stories, handkerchief
The popular singer is at the top
Everything he does turns into success
Even that he sometimes meets Guy A. Lepage
It is to say if it must be on a cloud
Oh
La la la la la la la bis
La la la la la la la bis
He made the front page of the 7th day three times
In the newspapers we talk about his loves
Her face on giant posters
The propaganda is almost over, embarrassing
Since then, when he talks to us about his art
We would swear he thinks he’s Mozart
Or for a genius at the forefront
It’s clear that this guy doesn’t take himself to be tedious, tedious
Popular singer has won everything
At the ADISQ gala this year
Even Petrowski made a paper out of it
It is to say if he has credibility
Oh
La la la la la la la bis
La la la la la la la bis
He even tried to break into France
In one, but there, total indifference
And if he came back before the time
He still brought an accent back, splitting
If once the flowers flattered his ego
It’s different since he got the pot
Now that the critics beat him up
And that his second record was potato, potato
Popular singer is in decline
Become has-been overnight
Should have put money aside
Instead of putting it in the nose
Oh
La la la la la la la bis
La la la la la la la bis
It’s been years since we saw him
But some people say they recognized it
Dressed as a security guard
You always have to pay your rent, rent!
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