Metro

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

Café 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

Café 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

Café… 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