Based on France 1960
Jacqueline Boyer — Tom Pillibi
André Claveau was my first love
Gentleman as no other
André Claveau, polite and kind
It was love at first sight
He sang me a berceuse each night
And bought me fresh red roses
Took me to picnics on weekends
But he had a defect
He was so boring, my dear André
“dors, mon amour” was all that we did in bed
I loved him dearly, but needed more
A little action
So farewell, mon amour
Viktor Klimenko (call him Vik)
was a stud like no other
Viktor Klimenko had a beard
That tickled the right way
He was near 2 meters tall
Everything in proportion
More than 9 inches of love
But he had a big flaw
He was so clumsy, my good old Vik
Such a big weapon was of no use to me
How can such blessing be so void?
What is the whole point?
So goodbye, horse hung Vik
Gustav Winckler, a saucy man
Good kisser like no other
Gustav Winckler, so passionate
He used his tongue so well
He was sexy, he was a hunk
Always made me see the stars
He just loved me, and I loved him
But there was a problem
None of these men were enough for me
None of them could give me the things I craved for
I was so empty, I felt numb
Cause who I loved was
That bitch Katy Bødtger