I Wanna Smack the Orangina Couple

I Wanna Smack the Orangina Couple It's a pity, since I like the drink, But I hate the couple in their ad, They've been to the fabled Riviera, Never had kids and don't want 'em, You can feel it in their voices. If they did, they couldn't go there, then brag about it With all that false sophistication and fatuity, This much I could stand - just barely - But worse; they talk into and over one another Like the other one's not even there, until it all becomes One smooth babble of arrogant emptinesses That grind like a small rock stuck in a groove in your skin: So there it is. Though the "Orangina Couple" are mere fantasy, Everytime they come on, - I can't help it - I just wanna reach out 'n smack 'em