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Fatal Bazooka feat Yelle - Parle à ma main - English
By swivelchair | February 14, 2008
Fatal Bazooka feat Yelle - Parle à ma main
Good news: YouTube has the English translation now posted on the video page –Here are two English translations for Parle a ma main lyrics — thank you Fatal Bazooka and Mark (scroll down, slightly different). (Long post, English lyrics from both after the jump) for sending over better English translations
Backstory: I posted this video just after Christmas with a lame translation, just for fun , it is complete fluff, but imo hilarious (please note: adult language and theme). Sigh. This blog’s hit counter, by far, gets the most hits for these lame English translations. The second highest key-word search is “cannabis”. Sigh. What? Aren’t people searching for discussions of hapmaps or amygdala? They’d rather enjoy themselves? Sigh. Thank you Fatal Bazooka
FATAL BAZOOKA FEAT YELLE - TALK TO THE HAND
One morning, at the Bazooka’s home.
Yo, what are you doing there?
Whaaatt???!
How come you’re not at School?
I’m not going to school anymore, it’s for losers! Anyway I’m got a date with my boyfriend today
I’m telling you right now, you’re not gonna go out dressed like that!Until you are my sister there’s no way you are not going out dressed like a ‘ho ! Ok?
Hey! What the hell are you talking about ? Leave me alone, you’re not my father, ok?
Don’t you dare talk to your brother like that young lady…
Hello Yelle
Hello Christelle
hey, we’re not bitches, ‘right?!
For sure!
And we gonna tell ‘em.
Ok!
TALK TO THE HAND!
You are such a loser
U bore me out
Come on, Talk to the hand.
If you don’t get it it means forget me!
I’m not listening to you, come on, sorry, talk to the hand.
If you don’t get it, it means: no thank you, ah ah.
Together with my bitches I’m walking down the streets
behind a guy is checking out my ass
oh well, that’s normal, I’m so hot in Miss Sixty lo cut.
They shape so well my ass with the G-string sticking out
I know I’m only sixteen but I wear 95B
Thanks to my wonder bra that I really well filled up.
Anyway, this guy talks to me in his loser lacoste polo.
Hey lady, you’re so hot do you wanna go for a mint ice cream with me?
nha nha, NI. Not interested.
You are such a loser
U bore me out
Come on, Talk to the hand.
If you don’t get it it means forget me!
I’m not listening to you, come on, sorry, talk to the hand.
If you don’t get it, it means: no thank you, ah ah.
The boys are all big losers,
The boys are all big losers,
The boys, the boys, the boys are all big losers.
The boys are all big losers all they think about is fingering us.
All they do is cheat on us I read it on the Vitaa’s CD.
My parents too suck big time
They don’t want me to smoke and won’t divorce
I really can’t be bothered to be their scape goat no more
they don’t understand that for survival I really need a scooter
If it carries on, I swear I run off to the club
And just to piss them off I come back home at 2AM
Well, actually thinking about it. Not cool!
You are such a loser
U bore me out
Come on, Talk to the hand.
If you don’t get it it means forget me!
I’m not listening to you, come on, sorry, talk to the hand.
If you don’t get it, it means: no thank you, ah ah.
mmmhm. ok, get out, leave me alone.
who do you think you are, enough, you’re not my dad.
mmmhm. ok, get out, stop it there.
who do you think you are, enough! Talk to the hand.
VERSE
Girl Power , ah ah.
Come on go buy yourself a life
You’re not on my friend’s list
1 I kick you out 2 you’re freaking ’cause at 3 I’m already gone
Me me me and my girls
Never a kilo overweight
1 we have sex 2 we rateyou 3 we send it on a text message.
When you talk you bore me out , shut your mouth it’s me on charge
1 I order 2 you pay 3 you take me to the concert
Stop following me like a dog
Guys are good at nothing.
You’re so right girl, maybe we should become Homo, O.M.O.
mmmm… FGI. Fake good idea.
You are such a loser
U bore me out
Come on, Talk to the hand.
If you don’t get it it means forget me!
I’m not listening to you, come on, sorry, talk to the hand.
If you don’t get it, it means: no thank you, ah ah.
Talk, talk, talk to the hand
Leave me alone
Talk, talk, talk to the hand
Get out of my face
(Come on girl give me your number)
Talk, talk, talk to the hand
Leave me alone
Talk, talk, talk to the hand
Get out of my face
ok you win, you got a pen? it’s the 911 911
hahahhaha, in your face!!!!
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Here’s another translation from Mark:
Hello Yelle,
Hello Christelle!
Hey, we’re not sluts in Franges
Obviously not!
And we’re going to tell-em!
Refrain
I pity you, you’re annoying me, go ahead talk to my hand
If you don’t understand that, never mind, forget me hum-hum
I’m not listening, you don’t exist, so go ahead talk to my hand
If you don’t understand that, never mind, forget me hum-hum
I was walking down the street with my friends shaking my booty (pia pia pia)
Behind us there was this guy who was staring at my ass (oh how annoying)
Well of course I look great in my low-riding MissXty (of course)
It looks great on my ass and it just shows my thong
You know I’m 16 but I already have Cup D
Thanks to my Etham bra which I stuffed
Anyway this guy comes up to me in his stupid Lacoste sweatsuit
Hey young lady you’re charming how about some mint ice-cream
Ah-ah. N.I.: Not Interested.
* Refrain *
Guys are all dumb (oh yeah)
Guys are all dumb (oh yeah)
Guys (oh yeah), guys (oh yeah), guys are all dumb
Guys are all dumb they think they can give us the finger (oh, gross!)
All they do is cheat on us I know it from Vitaa’s record
My parents aren’t very cool either (no shit)
They don’t want me to smoke and they don’t even want to divorce (poor thing!)
I’m really sick of being their “mystery bouquet” (I hear you)
They don’t understand I need a scooter to survive
If this goes on I swear I have to flee to a club (you’re right)
And to make them crazy I won’t come home until 2 AM
Hum hum. T.S. That Sucks!
* Refrain *
Hum hum Okay, alright, let me go. Who do you think you are, you’re not my dad!
Hum hum. Okay, alright, now stop! Who do you think you are, alright, talk to my hand!
Girl Power!! Hum Hum.
So get yourself a life, you’re not on my list of friends.
When we make love you’ll flip out cuz I’ll be gone by three.
Me, me me and my girlfriends, not one pound too many.
1. We sleep together 2. We grade you and 3. We’ll send a text message.
When you talk you annoy me so shut up, I’m in charge:
1. We order 2. You pay and 3. You take me to the concert.
Stop following me like a dog. Guys really are useless.
Yes, that’s exactly right honey, all we have to do is to go gay. G.A.Y.
Eh. W.G.I.: Wrong Good Idea! [Swivelchair note: isn't this "F.B.I. -Fake Good Idea"?]
(Refrain)
Hum hum. Talk to my hand, now let me go.
Hum hum . Talk to my hand, now get lost.
Hum hum. Talk to my hand, now let me go.
Hum hum . Talk to my hand, now get lost.
Come on young lady, give me your number!
Okay, you win, I’ll give your my number… ready?
It’s 411 (laughs).
Ohlalaa. That face (laughs).
Topics: Happiness, Humor, Love, joy |
March 26th, 2008 at 8:22 am
this is the stupidest song ever.!who the hell came up with this,but then again, who came up with my name! anyway bitches, that guy is so totallyy gay and trying to be a girl and it’s not totally working.OMG! [Edited by Swivelchair to remove objectionable language]
March 26th, 2008 at 2:38 pm
eema, Thank you for your comment, which I edited to remove objectionable language.
March 29th, 2008 at 12:04 am
i freakin love yelle she’s so pretty~ful & this song is freakin funny! the music video is so colorful & fun looking. i dont know any1 who could object 2 it. there right boys r stupid…girl power! lol
March 29th, 2008 at 2:58 pm
HAHAHA HOLY SHIT THIS IS SO GAY DAMN! HAHAHA!!!!!!
April 4th, 2008 at 6:30 am
I saw this song when I went to France for the first time. I was told that it is making fun of American life. I think it is hilarious and very catchy.
April 11th, 2008 at 5:17 pm
ZOMG! i love yelle! my friend first showed me some of he music vids on YouTube, and now, i just can’t get enough of her. Yelle rocks!
May 8th, 2008 at 6:54 pm
Thanks for the comments everyone! Pure fluff! I thought this was a spoof of Hollaback Girl
http://youtube.com/watch?v=jFqGM5fE3rw
May 22nd, 2008 at 12:25 am
my friend told me about yelle today and I came across this and must say that its my fav song now haha yelle/fatal bazooka (although a bit creepy lol) are cool
May 23rd, 2008 at 12:50 pm
By far — and I mean not even close — this video gets the most hits on my blog. *sigh* Looks it strikes a chord worldwide - and this is a neuroscience blog. *sigh*
June 6th, 2008 at 12:54 pm
ils pensent qu’a nous mettre des doigts
means “they think we want them to finger us
its french slang
June 6th, 2008 at 5:20 pm
Merci alienman - correction duly noted.