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I am an European young person
Of French origin
Good christian unemployed
With a hair in the hand
I remain serene
On my quest of ultimate
It is not at home
That we die of hunger

I have a good taste
Never old-fashioned
It is without thinking
That I adapt myself
In the good think

I have full of friends
But nothing to say to them
I answers all the codes
To be fashionable
I am a ripe fruit of the society
That it does not stay more
Than has to press

I am the exemplary model
The banner of Europe millennium

We suggest me emigrating
We persuade me
That I am the most qualified
To go to form foreign workers
I am on the roll
I am not ready to slip

We propose me a good salary
A villa with sight on the misery
I do not have more
Than check has to sign
To continue to unwind

I am the exemplary model
The banner of Europe millennium

Eh ouai young French
It is indeed what you are
The victim of a coded society
And it is without your knowledge
That for its virtue
You prostitute yourself

You are a small exemplary whore
The banner of Europe millennium
You are the exemplary model
The banner of Europe millennium