Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eh Mama, artist - Henri Salvador. Album song Ca Pince, in the genre Джаз
Date of issue: 24.07.2018
Record label: Editione Jazz IT
Song language: French
Eh Mama(original) |
Elle habite une petite cabanne |
Bien cach? |
E sous les grands palmiers |
Ses deux filles cueillent des bananes |
Pendant qu’elle cuit le d? |
Ner |
Elle est si bonne cuisini? |
Re Que les gars viennent de tr? |
S loin |
Et regardent dans sa soupi? |
Re En chantant ce refrain: |
Eh! |
Mama! |
Comme? |
A sent bon chez toi |
Eh! |
Mama! |
Qu’est-ce que tu fais cuire par l?? |
Qui t’a vendu ton tour de taille |
Il ne t’a pas vol? |
Vive la bonne boustifaille |
Que Mama m’a donn? |
E Elle a des amis innombrables |
Et les gars veulent des plats exquis |
Ils roulent tr? |
S souvent sous la table |
Et se retrouvent dans son lit |
Mais honni soit qui mal y pense |
Car Mama fait? |
A uniquement |
Pour pouvoir leur garnir la panse |
De chocolat fumant |
Eh! |
Mama! |
Comme? |
A sent bon chez toi |
Eh! |
Mama! |
Qu’est-ce que tu fais chauffer l?? |
Ton corsage a un tel volume |
Qu’on en est? |
Tonn? |
Mais on dort comme dans la plume |
Le nez dans tes n? |
N? |
S! |
Quelques fois, nous sommes trois ou quatre |
A venir d? |
Ner chez Mama |
Et il faut la voir se d? |
Battre |
Pour contenter ce monde-l? |
Ses deux filles arrivent? |
L’aide |
Et s’asseyent sur vos genoux |
? |
A fait un petit interm? |
De Et chacun rit beaucoup |
Eh! |
Mama! |
Comme? |
A sent bon chez toi |
Eh! |
Mama! |
Laisse donc un moment tes plats |
Mes genoux sont les plus solides |
Viens donc sans te g? |
Ner |
Et vidons ce cruchon limpide |
Viens, Mama, viens m’aimer! |
Viens, Mama, viens m’aimer! |
(translation) |
She lives in a little cabin |
Well hidden? |
E under the tall palm trees |
His two daughters are picking bananas |
While she cooks the d? |
Ner |
She's so good at cooking? |
Re What guys come from tr? |
S away |
And look into his sigh? |
Re Singing this chorus: |
Hey! |
Mom! |
Like? |
Smells good home |
Hey! |
Mom! |
What are you cooking over there? |
Who sold you your waistline |
He didn't steal from you? |
Long live the good grub |
What Mama gave me? |
E She has countless friends |
And the guys want exquisite dishes |
They roll tr? |
S often under the table |
And end up in his bed |
But shame on anyone who thinks wrong |
Because Mama does? |
Has only |
To be able to stuff their bellies |
Of steaming chocolate |
Hey! |
Mom! |
Like? |
Smells good home |
Hey! |
Mom! |
What are you heating up there? |
Your bodice has such volume |
What about? |
Ton? |
But we sleep like in the feather |
Nose in your nos? |
NOT? |
S! |
Sometimes we are three or four |
Coming from |
Ner at Mama's |
And you have to see her |
To beat |
To please this world? |
His two daughters are coming? |
Ugly |
And sit on your lap |
? |
Did a little intermission? |
From And Everyone Laughs A Lot |
Hey! |
Mom! |
Like? |
Smells good home |
Hey! |
Mom! |
So leave your dishes for a while |
My knees are the strongest |
Come without you g? |
Ner |
And let's empty this clear pitcher |
Come, Mama, come love me! |
Come, Mama, come love me! |