Blouin Johanne - Ailleurs lyrics

Ricco was a junky, mean when junks effected He had a secret yearning for the women he protected But he had also just to pay, a treasure every week To Johnny who supplied hot-stuff, needed for been sick Oh, what a horrible sight, what a horrible sight Oh, what a sinful delight, what a sinful delight Now, Johnny was a dealer, with some red-faded boots He brayed to the bums around him