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The Man With The Cabbage Head (L’homme à Tête De Chou)
I am the man with the cabbage head Half guy but vegetable from the neck For the beautiful eyes of Marilou I took to the pawn shop jew My typewriter and my wheels on spec I was in the dumps without a sous At the end a nervous wreck From the day that I got back With her I lost the kit and caboo- -Dle, my job with the tabloid news The scandals that kept me in beefsteak I was finished, a failure, check And mate in the eyes of Marilou And she treated me like a hack And rendered me half cuckoo Oh no, how could you know the truth She had to have discoteques And dine at the Kangourou Club so I kept signing cheques Without funds in the bank I had screw loose In the end I turned her head into A watermelon, in French “Pasteque” But wait - I'm not gonna spill out to you Everything like that unchecked What? Me? Still love her? I’m no fool Who and where am I? As good as new By the white foam & seaweed, on a deck- -Chair, at the beach in Malibu