Robert Charlebois — Les talons hauts song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Les talons hauts" by Robert Charlebois.
Lyrics
C'était l’idole de son école et toutes les filles en étaient folles
Parce qu’il devenait tous les week-ends, le chanteur de rock’n' roll band
Elle l’avait choisi comme escorte au bal des finissantes
Elle l’attendait devant sa porte, toute frémissante
Elle avait mis ses talons hauts, sont petit foulard à la Bardot et sa robe à
crinoline
En la faisant danser un slow pendant que le sax jouait son solo
Il mit la main sur sa poitrine
Ils se voyaient tous les samedis, elle suivait comme une groupie
Dans les sous-sols de bungalow où il allait donner son show
Il chantait «Rock around the clock», les cheveux en crête de coq
Elle se pâmait sur sa voix rauque devant un cherry coke
Elle avait mis ses talons hauts, son petit foulard à la Bardot et sa robe à
crinoline
Quand il en oubliait ses mots, il susurrait dans son micro
Les deux yeux dans graisse de bine
Ils se sont mariés obligés à la fin de l'été
Il n’a pas loué de toxedo, portait sa veste à carreaux
Elle avait mis ses talons hauts, son petit foulard à la Bardot et sa robe à
crinoline
Quand ils ont coupé le gâteau, tout le monde s’est mis dans la photo
En se léchant les babines
Ils sont partis en «Desoto» sur la grande route de Toronto
Vers les chutes Niagara, ah ah
La la la la la la la la…
Lyrics translation
He was the idol of his school and all the girls were crazy about it
Because every weekend he became the singer of the rock ' n ' roll band
She had chosen him as an escort at the graduation ball
She was waiting for him outside her door, quivering
She had put on her high heels, are little scarf to the Bardot and her dress to
crinoline
Making her dance a slow while the sax played her solo
He put his hand on his chest
They saw each other every Saturday, she followed like a groupie
In the basement of the bungalow where he was going to give his show
He sang "Rock around the clock", hair on cock crest
She pounced on her hoarse voice in front of a cherry coke
She had put on her high heels, her little scarf in the Bardot and her dress in
crinoline
When he forgot his words, he whispered in his microphone
Both eyes in bine fat
They got married forced at the end of the summer
He did not rent from toxedo, wore his plaid jacket
She had put on her high heels, her little scarf in the Bardot and her dress in
crinoline
When they cut the cake, everyone got into the photo
Licking each other's pussies
They left in "Desoto" on the Great Road of Toronto
To Niagara Falls, ah ah
La la la la la la la la…