That's where the flat was let Shacked up in Paris Two days after we had met 18 bars of the sonata and you were mine This music gig doesn't pay that well But the fans are alright
Darling come home I can't take the apartment alone You left your beret behind And your croissant is getting cold
Visa, mastercard, discovered that i was spent Took my heart, my best jeans And left me with paying the rent User, abuser, a loser but i didn't care I've always been a guy with a sweet tooth And that girl was just like a king-sized candy bar
Pick up the phone Meet me at the Sorbonne You keep on turning me on With those french words that i can't pronounce
Milkshake and honey, yeah... Milkshake and honey, yeah... (ma petit comment ca va) Milkshake and honey, yeah...
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That's where the flat was let Shacked up in Paris Two days after we had met 18 bars of the sonata and you were mine This music gig doesn't pay that well But the fans are alright
Darling come home I can't take the apartment alone You left your beret behind And your croissant is getting cold
Visa, mastercard, discovered that i was spent Took my heart, my best jeans And left me with paying the rent User, abuser, a loser but i didn't care I've always been a guy with a sweet tooth And that girl was just like a king-sized candy bar
Pick up the phone Meet me at the Sorbonne You keep on turning me on With those french words that i can't pronounce
Milkshake and honey, yeah... Milkshake and honey, yeah... (ma petit comment ca va) Milkshake and honey, yeah...
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