Back in France, I was rich as they come.
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(as they come!)
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But I lost all my wealth
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And my good mental health.
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Now I live with ze filth and ze scum.
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(and ze scum!)
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I'm Pierre, ze only french bum in New York (ooooooooh)
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When I open my Boone's Farm, I still sniff ze cork (ooooooooh)
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So have you a quarter?
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I'm begging you, please. (ooooooooh)
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I have to have wine with my government cheese.
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I really should bid you adieu.
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(bid adieu!)
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I'm feeling a bit sacre bleu.
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(sacre bleu!)
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My life is a hell.
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I give off a bad smell,
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But I'm French, so that's always been true.
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Pee-ew!
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I'm Pierre, I'm so cold I can't feel a thing (Oooooooooh)
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I do my fine dining at Che Burger King (ooooooooooh)
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I hate you American Swine,
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you white trash. (ooooooooooooh)
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Now excuse me, I have to go suck dick for cash.
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Pierre
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| Stephen Lynch |
