Ma sainte nitouche [English translation]

My goody-two-shoes

You cause people harm

Puckering up your mouth

Yours lips till they bleed

See how they taste you

When you stick your breasts out

My goody-two-shoes

I had told you, though

She who you touch up

I liked her better before

You resemble them all

Those we stare at as we pass

My goody-two-shoes

My goody-two-shoes

My heart is off-beat

Sometimes I have doubts

Could you be a woman-child

Quietly drifting?

Don't wear that innocent look

My goody-two-shoes

My goody-two-shoes

You dreamed your lovers

In your bed

Immaculately white

My goody-two-shoes