(English translation of French lyrics)

Verse 1
Her body she is renting or sold.
The haunting, unrelenting shame her life unrolled.
She did what she must do & blew all the dreams she used to hold.
She rises every morning. Ignore,
A day of painful scorning, it's all that is in store
Yesterday's the warning that tomorrow’s just one more,
Of the day before.

Chorus
But you don’t see! That girl is me.
From 9 to 5. Guess what.
You know it’s true, that girl is you.
The system’s little slut.
We all have our price
for a slice of a winning hand
So who the hell do I think I am?
Did you understand?

Verse 2
She’s decked up, I can see her, she's bait.
I can point the finger, judging feels great.
I dare to raise my eyes to the skies,
Lucky me, I'm not as she.
The odor of my righteousness arose,
The smoke of my good graces reeking in God’s nose
The comfort of the blindness spares us the stench that in me grows.
But all of heaven knows,

Chorus
But you don’t see! That girl is me.
From 9 to 5. Guess what.
You know it’s true, that girl is you.
The system’s little slut.
We all have our price
for a slice of a winning hand
So who the hell do I think I am?
Did you understand?

Bridge
Until a heart is born anew
Born in Love reborn in you
Then it is nothing after all
Than one more brick in this wall

Chorus
But you don’t see! That girl is me.
From 9 to 5. Guess what.
You know it’s true, that girl is you.
The system’s little slut.
We all have our price for a slice of a winning hand
So who the hell do I think I am?
Did you understand?