The French Song, written long ago because sometimes it feels right to be foreign.
lyrics
Bonjour petite jet-set girl
Where you gonna be tonight?
You’ve seen London, you’ve seen France,
I hear NYC’s alright.
You can couche on my couch.
As the cool kids say: that’s tight.
But if you leave here in the morn,
Make sure to douse the light, douse the light.
Hey little jet-set girl
Where you gonna stay?
Hey little jet-set girl
Only for a day…
You’re gonna be an actor, girl
And for you the crowd’s will clap.
You met Kevin Spacey once,
And drank strongbow from the tap.
Now I aint Admiral Ackbar babe,
No this aint no trap (It’s a trap!)
So come here, closer, little girl.
Come here and take a nap, take a nap.
credits
from Magazine Avenue,
released May 17, 2010
written by David and Sam: