Lyrics and translation Dionysos - Cunnilingus Mon Amour

Cunnilingus Mon Amour

Mon hamster se prénomme Cunnilingus
Et croyez le ou non.
Mais ce gus à tendance à se prendre pour un homme.
Je me demande comment il s′y prend,
Mais il s'éprend toujours des femmes
Qui viennent lui chuchoter.
Cunnilingus mon amour.
Elles s′éprennent de lui,
Ca ne le surprend pas.
Et il se leve la nuit
Pour se faire parfumer
Entre leurs jolis doigts.
Ah, ce qu'il adore se pendre à ses barreaux
Pour faire croire qu'il est vraiment
Le grand roi des pectoraux.
Le problème c′est qu′il voudrait qu'on l′aime,
Comme s'il était vraiment un homme
à qui on chuchoterais.
Cunnilingus mon amour!
Elles se foutent de lui,
Ca ne le surprend pas.
Quand il danse la nuit
Comme s′il jouait sa vie
Entre leurs jolis doigts.
Une nuit moi, j'ai trop forcé la dose
De parfum pour Cunnilingus
Qui se prend de plus en plus pour un homme.
Il se mit à lécher tout son corps
Pour se laver car vous savez
On est jamais trop coquet.
Il se mit à danser
Ca ne nous surprend pas,
Comme un grand possédé.
Des ailes à ses mollets,
Son corps alcoolisé,
S′est fracassé contre les barreaux de sa cage.
Beaucoup de sang coulait de ses yeux
Et de son doux pelage encore tout bien parfumé.
Une performance jamais égalée
Pas meme par Elvis Presley.
Michael Jackson peut aller se rhabiller.
Va te rhabiller Micheal!
Oh, aie aie aie aie aie...
Mon hamster se prénommait Cunnilingus
Et croyez le ou non,
Mais ce gus se prennait vraiment pour un homme.

Cunnilingus My Love

My hamster's name is Cunnilingus
And believe it or not
This dude tends to think of himself as a man
I wonder how he gets on
But he always falls in love with women
Who come to whisper to him
Cunnilingus my love
They fall in love with him
It doesn't surprise him
And he gets up at night
To be perfumed
Between their pretty fingers
Oh, how he loves to hang from his bars
To make people believe that he is truly
The great king of pecs
The problem is that he wants to be loved
As if he were really a man
To whom we would whisper
Cunnilingus my love!
They laugh at him
It doesn't surprise him
When he dances at night
As if he were playing with his life
Between their pretty fingers
One night, I overdosed
Perfume for Cunnilingus
Who increasingly fancies himself a man
He began to lick his whole body
To wash himself because you know
You can never be too good-looking
He started dancing
It doesn't surprise us
Like a great possessed
Wings on his calves
His body intoxicated
Was smashed against the bars of his cage
A lot of blood was flowing from his eyes
And from his soft fur, still scented
An unequaled performance
Not even by Elvis Presley
Michael Jackson can go and get dressed
Go and get dressed, Michael!
Oh, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch...
My hamster's name was Cunnilingus
And believe it or not
But this guy really thought he was a man