Well, they told me to come on over
I made my way to New York
And they tried to have me deported
Stop me from getting work
Blacklisted me all over
They were vicious and they were mean
They were bigtime operators
Baby, on the music business scene
Oh, they looked like politicians
But underneath they were thugs
And they spread malicious rumours
Threatened to have me busted for drugs
They had nothing on me
Oh man, I was really clean
But they were bigtime operators
On the music business scene
They put a bug in my apartment
To listen in on my calls
I was looking for some motivation
I couldn't find any, any motivation at all
They were very desperate people
Riding in long black limousines
But they were bigtime operators
On the music business scene
They were glorified by the media
They were heroes who had names
They said that they would bury me
If I didn't play their game
They said I didn't know the score
And that I was young and green
They were bigame operators
On the music business scene
Tried to hold me to a phoney contract
I said I didn't agree
Had to get out of the clutches
Had to go underground you see
Now I'm living in another country
But I know exactly just where I've been
Stay away from bigtime operators
Baby, on the music business scene
Well, baby bigtime operators
On the music business scene
Oh baby, bigtime operators
On the music business scene
Well, full of names and places
Baby, you know who I meanC'est une petite poupée, qui fait pipi caca,
Une petite poupée qui dit papa,
Elle a des petites socquettes blanches,
Une culotte àtrou trou, une petite chainette autour du cou.
Elle a des petites socquettes blanches,
Une culotte àtrou trous,
Quand elle remue du croupion ca me rends coucou.
C'est une petite poupée, qui fait pipi caca,
Une petite poupée qui dit papa,
Faut la rattraper par la manche,
Sinon elle part en arrière,
Elle bascule en gardant les yeux grand ouvert,
Faut la rattraper par la manche,
Sinon elle part en arrière,
Elle se couche sur le dos les pattes en l'air.
C'est une petite poupée, qui fait pipi caca,
Une petite poupée qui dit papa,
Je lui repond d'une voix blanche,
Je t'aime petit mannequin,
Avant de la balancer sur les coussins
Je lui repond d'une voix blanche,
Je t'aime petit mannequin,
Et je desarticule le pauvre pantin,
C'est une petite poupée, qui fait
Une petite poupée qui dit papa,
Mais je fais gaffe avec mes hanches,
De ne pas trop la bousculer,
Il est si facile de la faire pleurer,
Je fais gaffe avec mes hanches,
De ne pas trop la bousculer,
Car j'ai bien peur de dechirer ma poupée.