I beg of you not to tell

I beg of you

Shame on you



Now go to sleep without your dinner

And cry in the morning without your way

Caf au lait



I sold my soul for fresh hot bread

You sang in the metro and woke the dead

Shame, shame, shame, shame

Metro, metro, mademoiselle



I beg of you not to tell

I beg of you

Shame on you



Now walk in the garden without your mittens

And read in the corner without your light

Caf au light



I sold my soul for fresh hot bread

You sang in the metro and woke the dead

Shame, shame, shame, shame

Metro, metro, mademoiselle



I beg of you not to tell

I beg of you

Shame on you



Now jump from the top of the highest steeple

And drown at the bottom of the deepest well

Caf oh well



I sold my soul for fresh hot bread

You sang in the metro and woke the dead

Shame, shame, shame

Metro, metro, metro, metro

Metro, metro, metro, metro



Metro, metro, metro, metro