Paroles:
Candilejas

Traduction: Roberto Carlos. Rampe.

The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Are secretly unhappy men because The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Get paid for what they do

There's no business like show business Like no business I know Everything about it is appealing Everything that traffic will allow No where could you

MEN'S CHORUS: The costumes, the scenery, the makeup, the props The audience that lifts you when you're down WOMEN'S CHORUS: The headaches, the heartaches

I live the kinda life most men only dream of I make my livin' writin' songs and singin' them But I'm forty-one years old and I ain't got no place to go

Traduction: Confessions d'une bande sonore Dangerous Mind. Il n'est pas joyeuse parade.

Traduction: Sinatra, Frank. Il n'est pas joyeuse parade.

: The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Are secretly unhappy men because The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Get paid for what they

I live the kinda life most men only dream of I make my livin' writin' songs and singin' them But I'm forty-one years old and I ain't got no place to