Bon, Cibbon, Cibbon, Bon, Cibbon,
Cibbon, Cibbon, Cibbon
Bon
C 'est Cibbon
Cibbon, Cibbon
Lovers say that in France
Cibbon, Cibbon
When they're thrilled to romance
Cibbon, Cibbon
It means that it's so good
Bon, Bon, Cibbon, Bon
C 'est Cibbon
Cibbon, Cibbon
So I say it to you,
like the French people do,
because it's oh so good.
Every word, every sigh,
every kiss, dear,
leads to only one thought, and it's this,
dear, it's so good.
Si bon, si bon, else can replace
Si bon, si bon, just the slightest embrace
Si bon, si bon, and if you only
would be my own
For the rest of my days,
I will whisper this phrase.
My darling, say, c 'est bon.
C 'est bon, c 'est bon, bon, bon, bon.
Promenade dans les rues, en Paris,
deux seules, tout le temps,
chercher pour un petit bel amour.
My friends just said that I was walking along on a Paris street alone,
looking for a little, uh, how do you say it?
Amour, when all of a sudden...
Voila! Voila, that's French for daddy -o.
Now along comes this charming
miss. Jean -Pi.
And she looks right at me
like this. Francaise.
But I didn't know the language.
I didn't know what to say.
But Cupid never asked him,
do you par lez -vous Francaise?
Well, she taught me a little grammar.
and took him to me from there.
And though I didn't learn
as much as I should,
I learned that if it's fun,
it's gotta be good.
But it's so good, nothing else can replace
Just the slightest embrace
And if you only would be my own
For the rest of my days
I will whisper this phrase,
my darling, say c 'est bon, 'est bon,
c 'est bon, c 'est bon.
Say c 'est bon, it's so good,
bon, bon, bon, bon, bon, bon.
Good.