Текст песни: Andre Revere + перевод

Andre spent three years all alone

In his car, his only home

It was a Lincoln Continental

And Andre with his massive writing skills

Obtained a memoir deal

For several hundred thousand dollars

Now he lives in a house

With his sister and doubts

That he ever will write again

His new prime directive is to be a detective

Solving mysteries no one can

And who am I to say what is right or okay

For a perfectly stand-up man like Andre

Andre, Andre

Andre, even though you’re 4 foot 10

You are a giant among men

But not the giant people usually think of

And one day you will solve the perfect crime

The satisfaction will be sublime

You’ll get a write-up in the paper

And now over the scanner in a desperate manner

A cry of shock and despair

There’s an officer down, and he can’t be found

He just vanished in thin air

And Archibald Aspen, he starts to askin'

«Who will save the day? Where’s Andre?»

Andre, Andre

His name is Andre

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