Denis Leary — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Fat Fucks
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Fat Fucks » de Denis Leary.
Paroles
Been to Vegas lately, any of you? Cause I was there for a couple of weeks,
when we were on tour. Yeah, okay. You know what I noticed in Vegas?
I noticed this one little thing: we have some fat fucking people in this
country. It is out of control! Have you seen them sitting at the slot machines?
They’re so fat the stool’s all the way up their ass, and they just sit there
and have food delivered, and they eat and play the slots. «AHHMUMFMUMF, CLANG!
, AHHMUMMFFMUMMFF, CLANG! I need money, CLANG, CLANG, CLANG.» They fart,
the stool flies across the room. These people make Elvis look anorexic,
you know what I’m talking about? Stop eating! I am fed up with the little
denial phrases they have, too. «I'm not fat, I’m husky.» Yeah. «I'm portly.
«Ya ya ya ya. «I'm stout.» Oh, ok ok ok. «I'm big-boned.» You’re big-assed!
Dinosaurs are big-boned! Put the fork down. We gotta do something,
because we all have fat people in our families. You know what, if we don’t
stop 'em soon, they’re just gonna start blowin' up, I swear to God.
We’re gonna have a country full of sumo wrestlers either way
And they keep finding more denial stuff. There’s a doctor now, I’d like to see
what size he is, a doctor in L.A. came up with a theory that being fat is
actually a virus. Ah, I guess I’m the asshole here, right? Cause every other
virus we know about is a flesh-eating virus: the common cold, AIDS, cancer.
But he’s the found the one that makes ya bigger. Okay, yep yep yep yep yep.
That’s all the fat person in each family needs. Now we’re at Thanksgiving with
the fat person going, «Well I’m not actually overeating. AHHMUMFMUMF,
I’m trying to keep the virus at bay, AHHMUMFMUMF.» Look, I’m trying to help
here, okay? You have a choice: it’s either me, or Richard Simmons coming over
to your house, okay? He’s gonna cry and shave his legs, I think you want me,
I really do. I think I’m the better choice. And there are definitely signs,
folks, that you should stop eating. Let’s make that very clear
Remember the 7,000 pound guy on Long Island a couple years ago, had chest pains,
and they had to cut a wall out of the house to get him to the house to get him
to the hospital. Folks, that’s the first sign. When you’re calling the
construction crew before you call the hospital, STOP FUCKING EATING!
«Look, I’m having chest pains. Knock this wall down here. Yeah,
get a crane and a dumpster to take me to the hospital. And then, uh,
call ahead to the hospital, get some walls taken out over there,
and get me a dozen donuts, cause this fucking virus is killing me,
it really is.»
See, I could never be a fat guy. I’ll tell you why. One simple reason:
the first day I wake up and can’t see my dick, I STOP EATING! OK?
«Honey, I can’t see my dick. Give the dog some of the food, cause I’m going to
Ethiopia. I CAN’T SEE IT! Can you see it? I can’t feel it!» Freak.
I have to see my dick first thing in the morning. That’s the kind of
relationship we have. Wake up, first thing, «Hey, how ya doing!» «Good,
how ya doing?» «Terrific, you wanna jerk off now?» «Ya, why not!
«Oh yeah, jerkin' off is like an aerobic thing for me now. I’m forty,
now I do it every day. I do it eeevery day. I’ve even gone beyond porno,
I’m back to regular network TV. Oh yeah. People wonder why «Caroline in the
City» is getting such big ratings. I’ll tell you why! I know why!
I love my dick. My dick loves me. I love my balls too, it’s kind of a love
triangle thing we have going on. I love my dick more than my balls,
but don’t tell my balls that because that would bum my balls out.
Wait, let President Leary clarify that last statement: I love my dick,
but I’m no John Wayne Bobbitt, you know what I mean? Like, if my wife cuts my
dick off, I’m not telling anybody. Nobody’s finding out! I don’t care if the
cops show up at my house, with the dick, «Nope, no, not mine. No,
I never had a dick. I’m a eunuch, that’s right. 'No Dick Leary,
' that’s my nickname. I’m actually saving up to buy a vagina, that’s what I’m
doing right now. But thanks for dropping by, fellas. CLANG!»
I also wanna make an announcment, that I am pro-tit all the way.
President Leary is pro-tit all the way. I love tits. I would like to be the
mayor of Tit Town if I could. I’d like to drive a big truck full of tits down
the Tit Turnpike right through the middle of Tit Town. I’d like to have my own
talk show about tits, «Tit Talk». That’s how passionate I am about the tits,
I love 'em all. I actually love the small tits better than the big tits
because the big tits get all the attention. The peach and plum little
hand-shaped tits, they’re great. I love to look at 'em. «How ya doin!
«talk to 'em, «What's goin' on? Look at me! I’ve got my face next to a tit!
«Men are mollified by tits. We don’t know why, we just are. We don’t have to
see naked tits to get mollified, we just freeze up even at the sight of
cleavage. Waitress leans over the table the wrong way… That’s how we can end
war. Get the Good Year blimp, paint it up like a tit, put a nipple on it.
Fly it over the Middle East during a confrontation, «Look at the tit!
Look at the tiiiiit! The tiiiiiiit! The tiiiiiiit!»
(backwards gibberish)
«What are you doing, man?»
Traduction des paroles
J'ai vraiment le faire. Je pense que je suis le meilleur choix. Et il y a certainement des signes,
les gens, que vous devriez arrêter de manger. Nous allons faire très clairement
Rappelez-vous le gars de 7 000 Livres À Long Island il y a quelques années, avait des douleurs à la poitrine,
et ils ont dû couper un mur de la maison pour l'amener à la maison pour obtenir de lui
à l'hôpital. Les gens, qui est le premier signe. Lorsque vous appelez le
équipe de construction avant d'appeler l'hôpital, arrêtez de manger!
«Regardez, je vais avoir des douleurs à la poitrine. Frapper ce mur ici-bas. Ouais,
obtenir une grue et d'une benne de m'emmener à l'hôpital. Et puis, euh,
appelez à l'hôpital, sortez des murs là-bas,
et donnez-moi une douzaine de beignets, parce que ce putain de virus me tue,
elle est vraiment.»
Voir, je ne pourrais jamais être un gars gras. Je vais vous dire pourquoi. Une raison simple:
le premier jour, je me réveille et je ne peux pas voir ma bite, J'arrête de manger! OK?
"Chérie, Je ne vois pas ma bite. Donnez au chien de la nourriture, parce que je vais
Éthiopie. JE NE PEUX PAS LE VOIR! Pouvez-vous le voir? Je ne peux pas le sentir!» Paniquer.
Je dois voir ma bite la première chose le matin. C'est le genre de
relation que nous avons. Réveillez-vous, première chose, " Hey, comment ça va!» «Bon,
comment ça va?"Formidable, Tu veux te branler maintenant?» «Ouais, pourquoi pas!
"Oh oui, jerkin' off est comme une chose aérobie pour moi maintenant. J'ai quarante,
maintenant, je le fais tous les jours. Je le fais eeevery jour. J'ai même dépassé le porno,
Je suis de retour à la télévision régulière. Oh ouais. Les gens se demandent pourquoi " Caroline dans le
City " obtient de telles notes. Je vais vous dire pourquoi! Je sais pourquoi!
J'aime ma bite. Ma bite m'aime. J'aime mes couilles aussi, c'est une sorte d'amour
triangle chose que nous avons en cours. J'aime ma bite plus que mes couilles,
mais ne dis pas ça à mes couilles parce que ça me ferait mal aux couilles.
Attendez, laissez le Président Leary clarifier cette dernière déclaration: j'aime ma bite,
mais je ne suis pas John Wayne Bobbitt, tu vois ce que je veux dire? Comme, si ma femme mes coupes