In The Night

Zazou, what you're gonna do?
There's a lot of people coming for you
Zazou, comment allez-vous?
A knock on the door in the night.

That Zazou, he don't care
Dark glasses, long hair
Takes his time, sneers at men
Some ugly people want revenge.

Zazou, comment allez-vous?
A knock on the door in the night
In the night.

That Zazou, he sleeps all day
Then down to Select or Le Collisee
Sips his drinks, orders more
Says what he thinks and it's a crazy war.

Zazou, what you're gonna do?
A knock on the door in the night
In the night.

Zazou, comment allez-vous?
A knock on the door in the night.

And when the soldiers strut, all he cares about is love
When the flags are out, all he cares about is love
Well, there's a thin line between love and crime
And in this situation
A thin line between love and crime and collaboration.

In the night.

Crime crime crime
Crime crime crime
Crime crime crime.

In the night
In the night.

Zazou, what you're gonna do?
There's a lot of people coming for you
Zazou, comment allez-vous?
A knock on the door in the night.

Now everybody's under somebody's spell
Unless they've already gone to hell
In the streets you can hear the people say
"That, Zazou, he should be locked away!"

When the soldiers strut, all he cares about, is love
Oh, when the flags are out, all he cares about, is love
And there's a thin line between love and crime
And in this situation
A thin line between love and crime and collaboration.