In Israel, they say 'shalom.' In Italy, it's 'ciao.'
In Spain, they holler 'hola!' In Hong Kong, it's 'Ni Hao.'
Australians say 'G'day mate,' it's 'kali mira,' if you're Greek
But in Montreal, our greeting is totally unique.
Bonjour, hi.
Bonjour, hi.
Bonjour, hi

From St. Denis - saint Denny, to Rue Guy - Guy
Everyone will greet you with a 'bonjour, hi.'
Even in a place where they serve steak and kidney pie
It's not 'ello 'ello' - in Montreal, it's 'bonjour, hi.'

It surely would be frowned on in the palace at Versailles
But everywhere in Montreal, it's 'bonjour, hi.'
Your name may not be Hyman, but that's not the reason why
In Montreal, they greet you with a 'bonjour, hi.'

It's how we all endeavor to completely satisfy
When it comes to being -lingual, everybody's bi-.
Bonjour, hi.
Bonjour, hi.
Bonjour, hi.

Once a drunken lady put her hand upon my thigh
And whispered in my ear a soggy, 'bonjour, hi.'
I said: "Come off it, Pauline, I'm a married guy
But I appreciate the effort, so 'bonjour, hi.'"

It must be something leaking into the water supply
That makes a Montrealer say 'bonjour, hi.'
It's all over the city and on that you can rely,
Except in Pointe St. Charles, where it's... Hello, hi.

It's how we all endeavor to completely satisfy
When it comes to being -lingual, everybody's bi-.
Bonjour, hi.
Bonjour, hi.
Salut, bye.