Chocolat (Chocolate) by Thomas Fersen

Chocolat (Chocolate) by Thomas Fersen 

My cigarette behind my ear 

And my large sunglasses.

They both hint at what I'm doing,

So people around just stand gaping 

My shoes with a rat's nose 

are tickled by the others' odor

And since they don't have anything to do 

They let their poodle off the leash 

And the dog jumped on me 

It ate my chocolate

It ate my granola 

And then it licked my fingers 

The dog tasted flour 

It tasted aspirin 

It tasted soap

And the soap wasn't good, 

Nope!

There's some police in my socks

Some mates in my Bermuda shorts 

In my mask and in my snorkel 

And on my large radio cassette 

They've listened to the music 

That came from Jamaica 

They've listened to Bob (Marley)

While searching through my wardrobe 

(Chorus)

They fly through my boxer shorts 

Yet they are harmless

They even seem a little embarrassed 

They don't think to get some fresh air 

My suitcase is falling apart 

She pulls back in her tongue of material 

She has a large square backside 

But she doesn't have anything to declare 

And the dog jumped on me 

It ate my chocolate 

It ate my jam

Then it licked my face 

I'm surrounded by cops

Who are searching for the Jamaican 

But it's not here anymore 

It was in the chocolate

Oh yeah!