The cats in the Moulin crew Trawl the Couscous Cafés Looking for a neck to chew And hideaway Well, that's where I found you Lippy and trashy C'mon, little Betty Blue What do you say?
'Cause I would love to be Your Guardian Angel Yes, I would love to be Your number one friend Uh-huh-huh
In the windmills of Pigalle We raised our voices Moi et toi special This love disease We looked for Bohemia And found high prices C'mon, mon petit godesse Come dance with me
'Cause I would love to be Your Guardian Angel Yes, I would love to be Your very close friend 'Cause I would love to be Your Guardian Angel Yes, I would love to be Your number one friend Uh-huh-huh Uh-huh-huh Yep, yep, 'cause I
I lost you in the night Lost that fatal magic We didn't even have a fight You melted away The cats in the Moulin crew Trawl the Couscous Cafés Looking for a neck to chew On another day
'Cause I would love to be Your Guardian Angel Yes, I would love to be Your very close friend Yes, I would love to be Your Guardian Angel Yes, I would love to be Your number one friend Uh-huh-huh Uh-huh-huh Uh-huh-huh Uh-huh-huh