Lyrics:

This morning, I answered to the phone
And it was my manager...
He said listen to me:
Your song is not gonna play on the radio
Because your English is not really fluid, you know!

'Said it's not enough...
To have a beautiful body!
And that job is not like selling hamberzzjrrszzz... tabarnac...
(Non, non, c'est beau, on va le garder...)

So I said 'Go to the refrigerator, n'take a zucchini, bend over
And put it right in your ass!'

Don't you think I know my English's so bad?
My English is not good...
Baby I'm so sad!
Don't you hear me... I know my English's so bad!
I have an accent... And I feel like crap, oh no...

So I went in my garage... Got in my car
And I 'drived', talking with my blueteeth... (Bluetooth, Linda!)
My boyfriend told me 'Don't cry! Come to my house...
Don't worry, we'll talk about this together!'

So I knocked at his door... And when he opened...
He said 'Why do you want absolutely sing in English?'
I said 'Babe, did you forget I'm a professional singer?
And if I don't sing in English, I'll keep eating macaroni!'

But... I know my English's so bad!
My English is not good... No!
Baby I'm so sad!
I tell you, I know my English's so bad!

This is no bullshit...
I'll never live in a castle, no!
My English's too bad...
I'll never have a Lamborghini...
My English's too bad!
And not even a Cadillac!

My English's so bad, my English's so bad...
Do you love me darling? Even if my English's so bad?