You You You But Not You
Serge Gainsbourg
You You You But Not You
You, you, you but not you
Doo-bee-doo-be-doo-doo
You but not you
You, you, you but not you
Doo-bee-doo-be-doo-doo
You but not you
I like little redheads
Those who have the blues
Baudelaire or gershwin
And irving Berlin
You, you, you but not you
Doo-bee-doo-be-doo-doo
You but not you
I like little brunettes
Cocottes you are
The most precious
In my head
You, you, you but not you
Doo-bee-doo-be-doo-doo
You but not you
I like black looks
Jamaican look
They are in my little book
Private joke
You, you, you but not you
Doo-bee-doo-be-doo-doo
You but not you
I like skinheads
They're not that bad
Good little fuckers
In my bed
You, you, you but not you
Doo-bee-doo-be-doo-doo
You but not you
You, you, you but not you
Doo-bee-doo-be-doo-doo
You but not you
I like stringy blondes
I look to their asshole
That's all
You, you, you but not you (maybe, baby, it's you!)
Doo-bee-doo-be-doo-doo
You but not you
You, you, you but not you
Doo-bee-doo-be-doo-doo
You but not you