Far from home, but close to marseille
Is a little cute town, where we decided to stay
Everything was fine, and nothing that we missed
Where we spent all night
At the bar des boulistes
A pluspoint is, if you drive a french car
And laugh about jokes ’bout the second world war
But if you don’t, mr. fernandel will clinch his fist
And knock you out
Out of the bar des boulistes
The bar des boulistes
All our problems so far away
So we drank all night and slept all day
For a beer drinking german it’s hard to exist
With french wine junkies
At the bar des boulistes
At the bar des boulistes
Bar des boulistes, hey hey
Bar des boulistes
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