Sea Sex And Sun
Serge Gainsbourg Lyrics


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Sea, sex and sun
Le soleil au zénith
Vingt ans, dix-huit
Dix-sept ans à la limite
Je ressuscite
Sea, sex and sun
Toi petite
Tu es de la dynamite

Sea, sex and sun
Le soleil au zénith
Me surexcitent
Tes p'tits seins de bakélite
Qui s'agitent
Sea, sex and sun
Toi petite
C'est sûr, tu es un hit

Hey, baby

Sea, sex and sun
Le soleil au zénith
Me surexcitent
Tes p'tits seins de bakélite
Qui s'agitent
Sea, sex and sun
Toi petite
C'est sûr tu es un hit

Sea, sex and sun
Sea, sex and sun




Sea, sex and sun
Sea, sex and sun

Overall Meaning

The song "Sea, Sex and Sun" by Serge Gainsbourg is an ode to pleasure and hedonism, celebrating the pleasures of the beach, sexual desire and the sun. In the opening lines, Gainsbourg describes the sun in its zenith, creating a sense of heat and intensity. As he continues with "stylish" numbers of ages like "20, 18, 17," he seems to be commenting on the youthful and carefree nature of those who frequent the beach. He then proclaims that he "resurrects," suggesting that being in this environment reinvigorates him.


In the following verses, Gainsbourg focuses on a young woman, whom he calls "petite" ("little one"), describing her as "dynamite" and a "hit." He becomes fixated on her body, specifically her "bakelite" breasts, which are a type of plastic that was popular at the time. The words "s'agitent" ("shaking" or "moving") suggest the idea of oscillation or vibration, equating her body with rhythm or music.


Overall, the song is a vision of pleasure and escape, a world in which one can simply indulge in the senses and forget about the outside world. It's a song that celebrates simplicity and the beauty of physical pleasure.


Line by Line Meaning

Sea, sex and sun
The ultimate pleasure trio: ocean waves, sexual activities, and a bright sun to provide energy and heat.


Le soleil au zénith
The sun is at its highest point in the sky, providing the perfect atmospheric conditions for the ultimate pleasure trio.


Vingt ans, dix-huit
At twenty years old, the singer is the perfect age to enjoy the pleasures of life. However, even eighteen or seventeen can be acceptable.


Dix-sept ans à la limite
Seventeen is the absolute minimum age for the singer to consider engaging in the ultimate pleasure trio, though it may be somewhat frowned upon.


Je ressuscite
The very thought of the ultimate pleasure trio awakens the singer's senses and brings him back to life.


Toi petite
Addressing his lover, the singer refers to her as his petite one, indicating her youth and petite figure.


Tu es de la dynamite
The singer perceives his lover as being explosive, highly arousing and capable of inducing pleasurable experiences.


Me surexcitent
The ultimate pleasure trio elicits extreme excitement and arousal in the singer.


Tes p'tits seins de bakélite
The singer finds his lover's small, firm breasts visually and tactilely stimulating, comparing them to the synthetic material bakelite.


Qui s'agitent
The sight of his lover's breasts jiggling in motion only adds to the singer's sensations of arousal.


C'est sûr, tu es un hit
The singer is certain that his petite lover is a hit, meaning she is incredibly attractive and desirable to him.


Hey, baby
An affectionate term used to address his lover.




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Written by: Serge Gainsbourg

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In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in [triple entendre]
To the plane trees / And then, "Bang," we're getting high ("embrasser les platanes = planer" [ French] (=to get high)
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right

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A pack of Kool
A badge with the inscription
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A bar of
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A Coca-Cola

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In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in
To the plane trees
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right

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A flashgun
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In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in
To the plane trees
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right

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We're swapping spits / We're snorting lines
In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in
To the plane trees
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right

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