A gloomy salesgirl takes a break to light her second cigarette
On the pavement of the street behind Les Galeries Lafayette
She is not miserable the young salesgirl and from a distance you could
Find her almost happy when the antidepressant finally kicks in
A salesgirl on break, dressed according to department store standards
On the delivery side, reserve and trucks that unload in the morning
She is not miserable the young salesgirl and from a distance you could
Find her almost happy when the antidepressant finally kicks in
In the leather department she lures rich clients
She sells nice and trendy high-class bags she could never afford
She is not miserable the young salesgirl and from a distance you could
Find her almost happy when the antidepressant finally kicks in
She plays her part quite efficiently, I watch her from a distance slightly concealed
As I look like a pervert I get spotted by the security man, I better leave
She is not miserable the young salesgirl and from a distance you could
Find her almost happy when the antidepressant finally kicks in
I leave my salesgirl with her expensive trinkets in my memory
I hope she is happy, nothing opposes it, it's called destiny
Farewell my salesgirl, don't be sad, I forbid it
I want to tell it to you, but I must flee, the security guy is after me
I came back dressed up with knit-cap and glasses, but couldn't find you
No sign of you on the delivery side, no sign in the leather department
Where are you now, I'll never know - Cupid is a bastard
In order to keep you close, don't blame me, I've put you in this song
In order to keep you close, don't blame me, I've put you in this song