“Madame” paints a lively postcard of Parisian high life, following a glamorous yet demanding woman who struts along the boulevards in designer heels, sipping endless champagne and delivering opinions as confidently as she flips her perfect hair. Through sharp, playful lyrics, French artist Lancelot sketches her daily rituals: luxury shopping, terrace gossip with friends, fad diets and dramatic monologues after two glasses of rosé. She craves attention, adores being admired and never doubts that she is always right.
Caught in her orbit is the narrator, repeating the refrain “je fais le canard” – literally “I play the duck,” a French expression for acting submissive and agreeable to keep the peace. He brings flowers, waits for hours, laughs at jokes that are not funny, yet grows increasingly exhausted. The song balances humor and frustration, revealing both the seductive sparkle and the hollow underside of a relationship built on appearances. In the end his refrain turns into a quiet rebellion, hinting that even the most patient “duck” can reach his limit.