Johnny, you're no angel,
Don't think that it bothers me,
I think of you night and day,
And you remember me only
when you find it convenient?
And, when the morning comes again,
You fall asleep on my sorrow.
Johnny, you're no angel!
Johnny! Johnny!
If you were more courteous,
Johnny! Johnny!
I would love you all the same.
Johnny, you're no angel,
Don't think that it bothers me.
If you wake me up at night
It's to tell me you're bored,
That you would like to have a life on the side
And, when the morning comes again,
You fall asleep on my sorrow.
Johnny, you're no angel!
Johnny! Johnny!
If you were more courteous,
Johnny! Johnny!
I would love you all the same.
Johnny, you're no angel,
And, between us, what does that change?
A man will always know how to find
All the women in the world
Who will sing him praises
As soon as he gets tired of that
They will quickly be forgotten
No, you're really no angels.
Johnny! Johnny!
Ever since the world was born
You have to be forgiven everything.