Lyrics
So, come on, come out, yeah, we've got something to talk about
 And other people are strange and they all have different names
 And it seems to me that the last party was
 So long ago we'll never know
 Sad to say goodbye but it's great to say hello
 And... Louis, Louis, Louis
 Will you live your life and be just like the survival type?
 With a load of rules that you didn't choose and nothing much to lose?
 Simple words but they're spoken truly
 Without the “L” you would only be Ouis
 And no, you in the world would be too much cruelty
 Now... Louis, Louis, Louis
Written by: Pierre-Alexandre Busson