FRENCH POP LYRICS
That Serge Gainsbourg really was a very naughty boy…
Dominique Walter is the son of Michèle Arnaud, who appeared in the first ever Eurovision Song Contest in 1956. Some suspected nepotism when Walter was chosen to represent France a decade later. Moreover, his performance was a flop, and he received just one point, by far the worst French result ever at that point.
How to save his career? Bringing in songwriter Gainsbourg must have seemed like a smart move. However, as usual, Serge fancied a bit of fun at work, and decided to use Walter as a mouthpiece for some of his more misogynistic views.
‘Les Petits Boudins’ is a single from 1967. A boudin is literally a black pudding, but here it is slang for an unattractive girl. The English equivalent I’ve come up with is dumpy – comparing her to a dumpling rather than a sausage! There’s some more slang in the lyrics, and I got some help from the discussion here:
Walter’s switch from clean cut Eurovision entry to bad boy was far too much for the general public and his recording career was quickly over.
LES PETITS BOUDINS Dans mon agenda Quand j'en pique un Un petit boudin Je l'met sous mon bras Jusqu'au matin Ce petit boudin C'est bon pour c'que j'ai Ça me fait du bien Les petits boudins C'est facile et ça N'engage à rien Les petits boudins Au départ c'est rien Qu'une petite gourde Un petit boudin Il suffit d'un rien Et ça devient Un petit boudin Ça n'sait pas dire non C'est ça qu'j'aime bien Chez les p'tits boudins Ça n'pose pas d'questions Ça n'mange pas d'pain Les petits boudins Mais il n'y a pas dans mon calepin Que des p'tits boudins Il y a surtout toi, toi qui n'as rien D'un petit boudin T'as rien de commun Avec les petits boudins
THE DUMPY LITTLE GIRLS In my diary When I pick A dumpy little girl I take her in my arms Until the morning This dumpy little girl It's good for what I have It makes me feel good The dumpy little girls It's easy and There's no commitment The dumpy little girls At first she's nothing But an awkward little girl A dumpy little girl Just a touch And she becomes A dumpy little girl She doesn't say no That's what I really like About the dumpy little girls She doesn't ask questions It's cheap and easy The dumpy little girls But they're not in my diary Those dumpy little girls There's only you, you who are nothing Like a dumpy little girl You've got nothing in common With the dumpy little girls