Rumor has it that God dictated the lyrics of Qui de nous deux to M. Since we robots don't believe in God, I have to believe it's M who is responsible for the weak lyrics. It's best to listen to Qui de nous deux while sipping tequila. M is to french music what Laurel is to Hardy (if you see what I mean). Close your eyes and listen to Qui de nous deux. You'll be transported: to Detroit on a Friday around 1:00pm.
