Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Flotte Americaine, artist - Hugues Aufray.
Date of issue: 08.04.2019
Song language: English
La Flotte Americaine |
I love those great big blue eyes |
I love those laughter lines |
Round about where an ill wind blows |
That’s where for me it shines |
And I have no inhibitions |
That I wish to, put on |
If I did what would I inhibit |
A painting I’ve never done |
And such is life as Ned once said |
However let’s be clear |
If you think that a noose round my neck |
Makes a happy man of me |
You’re barking up the wrong tree |
And I hare those cold damp mornings |
Despite a good night’s sleep |
Stepping out when it’s still not light |
Feels like I should retreat |
And as for those glamour model types |
Who when they strut their stuff |
Look about as dressed as a naked chef |
Making his powder puff |
And while we’re on the subject |
Where in God’s name have you been |
I’ve been waiting around for hours |
If you think it’s good for me |
You’re backing up the wrong tree |
And to the idiots who say for tusks |
Killing elephants is not unjust |
Don’t you wish a herd would come along |
And overrule them |
Can’t for the life of me see |
How marksmen armed with guns |
Think a man with a table leg |
As threatening to either one |
And yet as marksmen, surely |
Assuming as I’ve said |
That there is some doubt |
They must take him out |
Who do it in the head? |
And such is life as Ned once said |
However let’s be clear |
If barking mad’s where you think I’m from |
Take a little tip from me |
You’re barking up the wrong tree |