Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bon Soir, Bon Soir, artist - Lambchop. Album song I Hope You're Sitting Down, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 16.02.1995
Record label: Merge
Song language: English
Bon Soir, Bon Soir |
| It’s beach blanket bingo |
| At the end of the day |
| And his eyes are like wading pools |
| And his feet are like clay |
| And he drifts through the crowd |
| They all know who he is They have seen him before |
| He’s just a friend of his |
| Oh, get out of the car |
| Bon soir bon soir |
| Now his prey is on the gentle |
| Like a bully or a jerk |
| He may call you at home |
| Or he may call you at work |
| Manipulate your conscience |
| Is his own private game |
| You can drive him around |
| Till he drives you insane |
| Get out of the car |
| Bon soir bon soir |
| Yadayadayada |
| Now it’s not like he’s stupid |
| He’s as smart as a whip |
| As the bottle grows empty |
| He will tighten his grip |
| And he senses that you’re weaker |
| It’s not even noon |
| Every moment with him |
| Is a moment too soon |
| Get out of the car |
| Bon soir bon soir |
| What a penis you are |
| Bon soir bon soir |