Boby Lapointe — Le papa du papa song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Le papa du papa" by Boby Lapointe.
Lyrics
Le papa du papa du papa de mon papa
Etait un petit pioupiou
La maman du papa du papa de mon papa
Elle, elle Ã(c)tait nounou
Lui son nom, c'Ã(c)tait Aimé DÃ(c)pèche
Et elle s’appelait AmÃ(c)lie Vite
Et attendez, attendez vous allez voir la suite
Le papa du papa du papa de mon papa
S’affolait pour les mollets
De la maman du papa du papa de mon papa
Qui rêvait de convoler
Quand Aimé lutinait les jolis
Mollets moulÃ(c)s de la molle AmÃ(c)lie
Elle frÃ(c)tillait, tortillait comme l’anguille alanguie
Et de fil en aiguille il est arrivé Ce que vous pensez
Aimé a pris d’assaut les faveurs
Qu’AmÃ(c)lie voulait lui refuser
Mais le papa du papa du papa de mon papa
A dit, «J'suis pas un pourceau»
Je voudrais pas qu'Ã cause d’un faux pas
Une fille tombat dans l’opprobe du ruisseau
Je vais de ce pas demander à son papa
La main de la belle AmÃ(c)lie Vite
Qui de ce fait va devenir AmÃ(c)lie DÃ(c)pêche?
Et leur fils, le papa du papa de mon papa
Qu’on nomma Yvan DÃ(c)pêche
Eut pour fils mon grand’papa Guilo qui Ã(c)tait un saint
C'Ã(c)tait Saint Guilo DÃ(c)pêche
Qui en bÃ(c)gayant eut trois jumeaux
Mon papa, mon tonton DÃ(c)dé DÃ(c)pêche
Et ma tata qui s’appelle DÃ(c)pêche Al-Aline
Tante Aline Ã(c)pousa un Noyau et eut pour fille
AmÃ(c)dÃ(c)e Noyau DÃ(c)pêche
AmÃ(c)dÃ(c)e pousant un bossac pour devenir Bossac de Noyau DÃ(c)pêche
A un fils doté de trois prÃ(c)noms en souvenir de ses glorieux ancêtres
Yvan-SÃ(c)vère-Aimé Bossac de Noyau DÃ(c)pêche
C’est mon cousin
Yvan-SÃ(c)vère-Aimé Bossac de Noyau DÃ(c)pêche
Lyrics translation
Daddy's Daddy's Daddy's Daddy's Daddy
Was a little pipsqueak
My dad's dad's mom
She was a nanny
His name was loved by sin
And her name was Amà (C) lie fast
And wait, wait you'll see the next
Daddy's Daddy's Daddy's Daddy's Daddy
Freaked out for calves
Mom's dad's dad's dad's my dad's
Who was dreaming of convoler
When loved lutinat Les pretty
Mollets moulÃ(c)s de la molle, and Food. (c)to their
She frowned, writhed like the long eel
And from thread to needle it happened what you think
Love stormed the favors
What Amà (C) lie wanted to refuse him
But my daddy's Daddy's Daddy's Daddy
Said, " I'm not a pig»
I wouldn't want that because of a wrong step
A girl fell into the opprobrium of the stream
I'm not going to ask her dad
The hand of the beautiful friend (c)lies fast
Who is going to become a fishing friend?
And their son, my dad's dad's dad
That was named Yvan d (c) fish
Had as Son My grandfather Guilo who was a saint
CÃ © (C)tait Saint Guilo Dé (c) Peche
Who in bà (C) gayant had three Twins
My dad, my uncle from(c)from (C)from (C) fish
And my nanny'S name is Dé (c) Pesca Al-Aline
Aunt Aline (c)laid a core and had for daughter
AmÃ(c)Dec (C)E Core Dec (c) fish
AmÃ(c)dÃ(C)E growing a hump to become a core hump DÃ (c)fish
To a son endowed with three previous (c)names in memory of his glorious ancestors
Yvan-Sé(c)vÃre-Améã© Bossac De Nucleo de (C)pêche
He's my cousin.
Yvan-Sé(c)vÃre-Améã© Bossac De Nucleo de (C)pêche