Ça Va Comme Ça

Don't get tangled up
When I get involved
In things that don't concern me
Don't get involved
When I rush in
A little bit into the pile
Don't get tangled up
When I scramble
Your little fried eggs
That's how it goes

Don't get involved
When I point
My spotlight at you
Into things
I don't know
Nonsense
One of these days
You'll fall
With your nose in your poop
That's how it goes

Tell the beneficiary
About your overtime
That you're fed up
Of coming home late every night
Tell him if he wants to know
That I'm still afraid of the dark

Your job
Your taxes
Your worries
You explain to me
About trafficking
That I don't ask you
Strange
Your nose twitches
And I have two little fingers
That's how it goes

Your Salads
Nutty
I can't digest them
I'm sick
I'm like you
You don't live twice
Jeremiads
And blah blah
And patipata
That's how it goes

Tell me about the beneficiary
About your overtime
Don't say stop my car
That you can't take it anymore, that you're fed up
You should know
That I'm still afraid of the dark