Excuse my french
by Caro Emerald
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I don´t know what you must be on
You walked in like Edgar con
Did you fly in on a jet?
Win a million dollar bet?
So let me get my good shoes on
I wanna follow in the same old steps
Where you waltz around like you´re the best
Where you garden blooms in May
But it snowing every day
‘Cause you have everything you want
You must be
The Houdini in my life
But you can´t see
I could never be your wife
‘Cause I´m still a lady
No, I´m not some witch
That postponed your lines
I´m not on the best
You´re Houdini in the state and boy
I can´t use a wretch
I know my words won´t tell me
Please excuse my French
(Pardone moi)
Today you think you´re Erol Flynn
Sharing stories where you think you´ve been
Your style must be grand, without a passport stamp
Can´t you see the twister that you´re in
Lie down inside a sea of words
You´re going under, now you won´t get hurt
So just give it a rest, this time your more is less
You´re going solo in this dream
You must be
The Houdini in my life
But you can´t see
I could never be your wife
‘Cause I´m still a lady
No, I´m not some witch
That postponed your lines
I´m not on the best
You´re Houdini in the state and boy
I can´t use a wretch
I know my words won´t tell me
Please excuse my French
(Pardone moi)
You walked in like Edgar con
Did you fly in on a jet?
Win a million dollar bet?
So let me get my good shoes on
I wanna follow in the same old steps
Where you waltz around like you´re the best
Where you garden blooms in May
But it snowing every day
‘Cause you have everything you want
You must be
The Houdini in my life
But you can´t see
I could never be your wife
‘Cause I´m still a lady
No, I´m not some witch
That postponed your lines
I´m not on the best
You´re Houdini in the state and boy
I can´t use a wretch
I know my words won´t tell me
Please excuse my French
(Pardone moi)
Today you think you´re Erol Flynn
Sharing stories where you think you´ve been
Your style must be grand, without a passport stamp
Can´t you see the twister that you´re in
Lie down inside a sea of words
You´re going under, now you won´t get hurt
So just give it a rest, this time your more is less
You´re going solo in this dream
You must be
The Houdini in my life
But you can´t see
I could never be your wife
‘Cause I´m still a lady
No, I´m not some witch
That postponed your lines
I´m not on the best
You´re Houdini in the state and boy
I can´t use a wretch
I know my words won´t tell me
Please excuse my French
(Pardone moi)