The Boss Is Dead (Monsieur est mort / English Version 2) Charles Aznavour

[Verse 1]
The boss is dead, so what, who cares?
He was confined to bed and grumpy
I used to dread to climb the stairs
He made me nervous, even jumpy
Here in his mansion he would live
Making believe that it was haunted
Here was a man who'd never give
Here was a man who always wanted, yeah
He always wanted, that man, yeah
He always wanted

[Verse 2]
He got his fortune from his dad
Had never spent a day in business
I could have said he was a cad
But I was told to mind my business
I used to smile at him and think
His time would come, why should I worry?
Especially since he took to drink
It won't be long, and would be sorry, no
Yeah, would be sorry

[Verse 3]
His health was slowly getting worse
He never wanted a physician
To top it all I was his nurse
What if they had an inquisition?
What did he die from? I don't know
To have a guess might be the wrong thing
One thing is sure, he had to go
And there's no doubt he died of something, yeah
He really died of something, that man, yeah