The cats in the Moulin crew
Trawl the Couscous Cafes
Looking for a neck to chew
And hideaway
Well that`s where I found you
Lippy and trashy
C`mon little Betty Blue
What do you say
`Cause I would love to be
Your Guardian Angel
Yes I would love to be
Your number one friend
Uh huh huh
In the windmills of Pigalle
We raised our voices
Moi et toi special
This love disease
We looked for bohemia
And found high prices
C`mon mon petit godesse
Come dance with me
`Cause I would love to be
Your Guardian Angel
Yes I would love to be
Your very close friend
`Cause I would love to be
Your Guardian Angel
Yes I would love to be
Your number one friend
`Cause I
I lost you in the night
Lost that fatal magic
We didn`t even have a fight
You melted away
The cats in the Moulin crew
Trawl the Couscous Cafes
Looking for a neck to chew
On another day
`Cause I would love to be
Your Guardian Angel
Yes I would love to be
Your very close friend
`CauseI would love to be
Your Guardian Angel
Yes I would love to be
Your number one friend
Uh huh huh
Uh huh huh