Lyrics and translation Johnnie Ray & Ray Conniff and His Orchestra - You Don’t Owe Me a Thing

You Don’t Owe Me a Thing

He's not so good in a crowd
But when you get him alone,
You'd be surprised.
He isn't much at a dance
But then when he takes you home,
You'd be surprised.
He doesn't look like much of a lover,
But don't judge a book by it's cover.
He's got the face of an angel but,
There's a devil in his eye.
He's such a delicate thing
But when he starts to squeeze,
You'd be surprised.
He dosn't look very strong
But when you sit on his knees,
You'd be surprised.
At a party or at a ball,
I've got to admit he's nothing at all,
But in an easy chair,
You'd be surprised.

Tu ne me dois rien

Il n'est pas très bon dans une foule
Mais quand tu le prends seul,
Tu serais surpris.
Il n'est pas très bon dans une danse
Mais quand il te ramène à la maison,
Tu serais surpris.
Il n'a pas l'air d'un grand amant,
Mais ne juge pas un livre par sa couverture.
Il a le visage d'un ange mais,
Il y a un diable dans son œil.
Il est si délicat
Mais quand il commence à serrer,
Tu serais surpris.
Il n'a pas l'air très fort
Mais quand tu t'assois sur ses genoux,
Tu serais surpris.
A une fête ou à un bal,
Je dois admettre qu'il n'est pas grand-chose,
Mais dans un fauteuil,
Tu serais surpris.