.C'est un Paris couleur Paname,
Un Paris de l'avenue du Maine
Où les voyous des bords de Marne
Roulent en voitures américaines.
Il y a des hommes qui portent la c'rise,
Il y a des hommes qui correctionnent
Et les bénéfices se divisent
Et les réclusions s'addition.
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