Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Au bar du Lutetia, artist - Eddy Mitchell. Date of issue: 09.11.2017
Song language: French
Au bar du Lutetia(original) |
| Au bar du Lutetia |
| Il a ses habitudes |
| Le barman connaît bien |
| Ses rites, ses attitudes |
| Si son rire est joyeux |
| Il prépare un 102 |
| Ou un Bloody Mary |
| Si y a le blues dans sa vie |
| Au bar du Lutetia |
| L' piano r’connaît sa voix |
| Avec les musiciens |
| Il joue à quatre mains |
| Il plagie Count Basie |
| Erroll Garner aussi |
| Il attend le matin |
| Mais sa nuit est sans fin |
| Y a des filles ne vivant que du string minimum |
| Qui rôdent autour de lui |
| Des clients éméchés |
| Qui écoutent, amusés |
| L’homme à la tête de chou |
| Qui s’en fout |
| Au bar du Lutetia |
| Il chante «As time goes by» |
| Revisitant Bogart |
| Jouant dans Casablanca |
| Il imite son regard |
| Boit son Martini dry |
| Enveloppé de fumée |
| Nuage gris bleuté |
| Y a des filles ne vivant que du string minimum |
| Qui rôdent autour de lui |
| Top models effeuillés |
| Toutes prêtes à consommer |
| L’homme à la tête de chou |
| S' change en loup |
| Au bar du Lutetia |
| Maintenant, ça n’est plus ça |
| Depuis qu' tu n’y viens plus |
| L' barman est comme perdu |
| Le pianiste joue en sol |
| «Vieille canaille» mais tout seul |
| Tu ne perds pas au change |
| Tu bois avec les anges |
| Maintenant, ça n’est plus ça |
| Au bar du Lutetia |
| (translation) |
| At the Lutetia bar |
| He has his habits |
| The bartender knows well |
| Its rituals, its attitudes |
| If his laugh is happy |
| He prepares a 102 |
| Or a Bloody Mary |
| If there's the blues in her life |
| At the Lutetia bar |
| The piano recognizes his voice |
| with the musicians |
| He plays with four hands |
| He plagiarizes Count Basie |
| Also Erroll Garner |
| He waits for the morning |
| But his night is endless |
| There are girls living only from the minimum thong |
| Who lurk around him |
| Drunk customers |
| Who listen, amused |
| The Man with the Cabbage Head |
| Who cares |
| At the Lutetia bar |
| He sings "As time goes by" |
| Revisiting Bogart |
| Playing in Casablanca |
| He mimics her gaze |
| Drinks his Martini dry |
| Wrapped in smoke |
| Bluish gray cloud |
| There are girls living only from the minimum thong |
| Who lurk around him |
| Stripped top models |
| All ready to eat |
| The Man with the Cabbage Head |
| Turns into a wolf |
| At the Lutetia bar |
| Now that's not it anymore |
| Since you don't come here anymore |
| The bartender is like lost |
| The pianist plays in G |
| "Old scoundrel" but all alone |
| You don't lose on the exchange |
| You drink with the angels |
| Now that's not it anymore |
| At the Lutetia bar |