I was nearly so getting ready to go Having one last talk with my maker He said you're going to earth for better or worse We'll see you back here sooner or later So I said to him, as I spread my wings "Would you do one thing for me?" Would you build me a girl from all over the world? I promise I'll always adore you Made in Japan, with style of Milan and smile from California Brazilian walk, head from New York, pretty Parisian curls Build me a girl Build me a girl Well, the days went by Wondering why, why it was I hadn't found her I was staring at eyes Smiling at smiles But still I was none the wiser And you know I don't Don't mean to impose But I thought we had a deal You would build me a girl from all over the world I promise I'll always adore you Made in Japan, with style of Milan and smile from California Brazilian walk, head from New York, pretty Parisian curls Build me a girl Build me a girl Build me a girl So calling all women who fit this description If I'm what you're missing Then please just listen to the wind The clouds, they're all screaming out, they're trying to bring you to me So do not shut them out 'Cause there is a lady who's made for me Yes, there is a lady who's been made for me 'Cause I said Build me a girl from all over the world I promise I'll always adore you Made in Japan, with style of Milan and smile from California Brazilian walk, head from New York, pretty Parisian curls Build me a girl Build me a girl from all over the world I promise I'll always adore you Made in Japan, with style of Milan and smile from California Brazilian walk, head from New York, pretty Parisian curls Build me a girl Build me a girl I said build me a girl

Give me a witness, darling I need a witness, babe Woah, hey! I got the poontang blues, yeah I got the poontang blues, yeah Top of my head down To the bottom of my cowboy shoes All right! Build me a woman Make her ten feet tall You gotta build me a woman Make her ten feet tall Don't make her worthless Don't make her, woah, small Right, oh, come on! You got! Build me a woman Make her ten feet tall Build me a woman Make her ten feet tall Don't make her worthless Don't make her small Build me someone I can ball All night long

J'ai vendu ma misère pour une voix de soumission Au fond de moi la sentinelle pouvait briller sans exception Et les sourires étaient les mêmes A-t-on le cri du coeur, la vérité ou la raison Vous n'entendez donc que la bête et ses réponses à vos questions Est-ce que la fièvre est un délit d'opinion Est-ce que ma peine était un vote de sanction Et la sentinelle qui trouve réponse à mes questions Serait-ce la bête Serait-ce la bête Ou bien l'oppression Mon cri sert de silence aux fossoyeurs de compassion Aux mijaurées de la suffisance, aux incendiaires de l'unisson Quand un sourire décède d'avoir trop souri à l'opinion À cette soupape, cette sainte-atelle, j'aurais pu encore dire non Est-ce que la fièvre est un délit d'opinion Est-ce que ma peine était un vote de sanction Et la sentinelle qui trouve réponse à mes questions Serait-ce la bête Serait-ce la bête Ou bien l'oppression Ou bien l'oppression Ou bien l'oppression Ravale donc ta rengaine Ravale donc tes sanglots De l'amour ou de la haine Qui donc aura bon dos J'ai eu ce cri de guerre pas en faux-frére mais en sans-nom Je donne ma main à l'enfer, sous vos crachats, ma rédition Est-ce que la fièvre est un délit d'opinion Est-ce que ma peine était un vote de sanction Et la sentinelle qui trouve réponse à mes questions Serait-ce la bête Serait-ce la bête Ou bien l'oppression