Five hundred billion little Martians...

And I and I and I



And I and I and I
Jacques Dutronc (1966)

Seven hundred million Chinese
and I and I and I
With my life, my little home
My headache, my liver pain
I think of it and then I forget it
That's life, that's life

Eighty million Indonesians
and I and I and I
With my car and my dog
His dog food when he is barking
I think of it and then I forget it
That's life, that's life

Three or four hundred million Black people
and I and I and I
who goes to the solarium
to the sauna to lose weight
I think of it and then I forget it
That's life, that's life

Three hundred million Soviets
and I and I and I
with my habits and my tics
in my little goose feather bed
I think of it and then I forget it
That's life, that's life

Fifty million imperfect people
and I and I and I
watching Catherine Langeais
on television at home
I think of it and then I forget it
That's life, that's life

Nine hundred million bums
and I and I and I
with my vegetarian diet
and all the whiskey I am boozing
I think of it and then I forget it
That's life, that's life

Five hundred million South Americans
and I and I and I
I am all nude in my bath
with a girl who is cleaning me
I think of it and then I forget it
That's life, that's life

Fifty million Vietnamese
and I and I and I
on Sundays on the rabbit hunt
with my rifle, I am the king
I think of it and then I forget it
That's life, that's life

Five hundred billion little Martians
and I and I and I
like a Parisian fool
I wait for my paycheck at the end of the month
I think of it and then I forget it
That's life, that's life

I think of it and then I forget it
That's life, that's life