 We live on the rue Marceau, vingt-et-un le numéro. We play in the par-par-so, every day it's there we go. We do things Mama don't know, she's too busy with her ball. And every day we hop and tip and pipe and jump and fall down. We don't care how bad we are, we only get a cold down. After school, we go to school, we go to school, we go to school.