Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song French Girl , by - Banana Bomb. Song from the album Vertical Takeoff, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 10.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Believe
Song language: English
French Girl |
| She wasn’t damned |
| It’s a luck of faith she was born |
| As a French and all the glam |
| Of this world is meant for her. |
| She’s so keen |
| But I know that she’s really bored. |
| Her skin is really thin, |
| It merely holds all the whoredom. |
| Cry, cry, cry French girl. |
| I like to see tears drip from your fine curls |
| Girl, girl, girl. |
| French girl has |
| Dolce Gabbana fancy dress |
| But her soul is a frightful mess |
| Dirty mess that you can’t suppress |
| Come and see |
| Don’t touch with dirty hands |
| How pure the soul can be |
| When the hate is all that it has |
| Hu-huh |
| Here goes the glamour |
| Hi, Eiffel tower |
| You’ll go bananas, be torn into pieces. |