Green leaf, apples, pears
Don't get married, cous'!
When I was a boy in the village, man,
I let my hair grow long, man
Went to town
to make myself educated, man
And they welcome me in school, man
to put it all inside my head, man
Look, I became a rocker
look at me, for I don't have my hair cut, man!
Green leaf, apples, pears
Don't get married, cous'!
Pears-apples, apples-pears,
Don't get married, cous'!
Oh, stop it, man!