The fat moody Frenchman stumbles the sidewalk
My vulture eyes glare
I say sometimes you're alright, yeah you are
My skin is fair
The preppy striped clothes stained with tar
You are nice and dark
I say sometimes, I wish I was you
You're in heat, you can't think straight
I say the wine is good but your company is okay
But let's stay, let's have a play date
For **** sakes!