Mademoiselle from Armentieres

Three German Officers crossed the Rhine

Melody - attr. to Glitz Rice, 1915; Seq. by Jim Sheldon Line

attr. to Edward Rowland, 1915

|: Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
Parlez-vous, :|
Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
She hasn't been kissed for forty years,
Chorus:
Hinky-dinky parlez-vous.
2. |: Oh, Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
Parlez-vous :|
She got the palm and the croix de guerre,
For washin' soldiers' underwear,
Chorus:
3. |: The Colonel got the Croix de Guerre,
Parlez-vous :|
The Colonel got the Croix de Guerre,
The son-of-a-gun was never there!
Chorus:
4. |: Oh, Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
Parlez-vous :|
You didn't have to know her long,
To know the reason men go wrong!
Chorus:
5. |: Oh, Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
Parlez-vous :|
She's the hardest working girl in town,
But she makes her living upside down!
Chorus:
6. |: Oh, Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
Parlez-vous :|
The cooties rambled through her hair;
She whispered sweetly "C'est la guerre."
Chorus:
7. |: Oh, Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
Parlez-vous :|
She'll do it for wine, she'll do it for rum,
And sometimes for chocolate or chewing gum!
Chorus:
8. |: Oh, Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
Parlez-vous :|
You might forget the gas and shell
But you'll nev'r forget the Mademoiselle!
Chorus:
9. |: Oh, Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
Parlez-vous :|
Where are the girls who used to swarm
About me in my uniform?
Chorus:
10. |: Oh, Mademoiselle from St. Nazaire,
Parlez-vous :|
The Mademoiselle from St. Nazaire,
She never washed her underwear.
Chorus:
11 |: Oh, Mademoiselle from Aix-Les-Bains,
Parlez-vous :|
Mademoiselle from Aix-Les-Bains,
She gave the Yankees shooting pains!
Chorus:
12. |: Oh, Mademoiselle from Montparnasse,
Parlez-vous :|
As soon as she'd spy a Colonel's brass,
She'd take off her skirt and roll in the grass!
Chorus:

|: Three German Officers crossed the Rhine,
Parlez-vous :|
Three German Officers crossed the Rhine
To fuck the women and drink the wine,
Chorus:
Hinky-dinky parlez-vous.

2. |: They came to the door of a wayside Inn,
Parlez-vous :|
They came to the door of a wayside Inn,
Pissed on the mat and walked right in,
Chorus:

3. |: Oh landlord have you a daughter fair?,
Parlez-vous :|
Oh landlord have you a daughter fair?
With lily-white tits and golden hair?,
Chorus:

4. |: My only daughter's far too young,
Parlez-vous :|
My only daughter's far too young,
To be fucked by you, you bastard Hun,
Chorus:

5. |: Oh father dear I'm not too young
Parlez-vous :|
Oh father dear I'm not too young
I've just been fucked by the blacksmith's son,
Chorus:

6. |: At last they got her on the bed,
Parlez-vous :|
At last they got her on the bed,
And shagged her 'til her cheeks were red,
Chorus:

7. |: They took her down a shady lane,
Parlez-vous :|
They took her down a shady lane,
And shagged her back to life again,
Chorus:

8. |: And then they took her to a bed,
Parlez-vous :|
And then they took her to a bed,
And shagged her til she was nearly dead,
Chorus:

9. |: They shagged her up they shagged her down,
Parlez-vous :|
They shagged her up they shagged her down,
They shagged her all around the town,
Chorus:

10. |: They shagged her in they shagged her out,
Parlez-vous :|
They shagged her in they shagged her out,
They shagged her up her water-spout,
Chorus:

11. |: Now seven months later all was well,
Parlez-vous :|
Now seven months later all was well,
Eight months later she began to swell,
Chorus:

12. |: Nine months later she gave a grunt,
Parlez-vous :|
Nine months later she gave a grunt,
And a little fat Prussian popped out her cunt,
Chorus:

13. |: The fat little Prussian he grew and grew,
Parlez-vous :|
The fat little Prussian he grew and grew,
He fucked the cat and the donkey too,
Chorus:

14. |: The fat little Prussian he went to hell,
Parlez-vous :|
The fat little Prussian he went to hell,
He fucked the devil and his wife as well,
Chorus:

Unclear as to when this song was written, but many sources credit it to the British Army of India under the name "Skiboo". The WWI lyrics were probably written at Armentieres in 1915, which served as a R&R (rest and recreation) area for units coming out of the trench line.

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