Le Zizi [English translation]

To make us shed our hangups

Oh joy, oh joy

We are given lessons about sex

Oh joy, oh joy

We learn the secret life

Of the worries of the nob

Or of those who think it's clever

To show their middle-leg

A very nice lady teacher

Explains all the mechanics to us

She says we are going to set the scene

Oh joy, oh joy

For the masculine equipment first

Oh joy, oh joy

She approaches the blackboard

Perhaps we’ll finally know

What is this holy monster which has so much power

And without hesitating she draws for us

The meat and two veg 1

Chorus:

Everything Everything Everything

You will know everything about the willy

The true, the false

The ugly, the beautiful

The hard, the soft

Who has a big neck

The fat and bushy

The little and chubby

The big and wrinkly

The bald mountain

Everything Everything Everything Everything

I will tell you everything about the willy

Willies come in all colours

Oh joy, oh joy

From the bakers to the chimney sweeps

Oh joy, oh joy

I have seen some impulsive ones

Climbing in the pants

I’ve seen less voracious ones

Dropping in the shoes

The one of a mechanic in distress

Who was never able to put the pieces back together

There’s the clean and tidy willy of the laundryman

Oh joy, oh joy

The one that's stiff and white, yeah right!

Oh joy, oh joy

I’ve seen the willy of a priest

With his little purple hat

Who in the middle of ascension

Kneels down

A rising of the willy at dusk

And the Pope’s one which blows bubbles 2

Chorus

The muscled willy of the truck driver

Oh joy, oh joy

Recognised by his fat rolled collar

Oh joy, oh joy

I’ve seen the terrifying willy

Of a flying trapezist

Who teaches his little children the rigid bar

The alpinist and his fine ice-pick

Magnificent on top of the Grandes Jorasses

I’ve seen the willy of a little verger

Oh joy, oh joy

Who rings the Angelus with his hands behind his back

Oh joy, oh joy

The one of a Breton sailor

Which had lost its pompoms

And the one of a wealthy jew

Which was measuring cloth

The one of an ambulance nurse

Which flashed in cases of emergency

Chorus

I’ve seen the little willy of the aristocrats

Oh joy, oh joy

Which is always on the brink of embargo

Oh joy, oh joy

I’ve rolled pastry

With my husband’s

With a chinaman’s

I have even cracked nuts

With a willy of uncertain morals

I’ve even made traditional sweetbreads

Chorus

1. literally "the little thing and the two orphans"2. faire des bulles - makes bulles as in papal bulls Or blows bubbles

• Artist:Pierre Perret