Donnez moi, chère, ici
Une baiser toute de suite!
Et si vous jig-a-jig avec moi ce soir—
Ou la la, chère!”
And when Ben bellowed in French, he slid over or mispronounced all the words he didn’t know and emphasized with a roar such unmistakable things as “jig-a-jig” and “toute de suite.” His music was atrocious!
He had picked up another ballad that’s crude but rather cute:
Sacré nom de nom de nom!
La mademoiselle she wouldn’t come—
He offered her francs, he offered her rum—
But mademoiselle she wouldn’t come.