Hawksley Workman - French Girl In LA lyrics

Dirty but you can't smoke anywhere The belle tristesse cries when she wants to I'm coming when the winter's fine I'm coming here to make you mine Cuz Paris drops its stinging rain under Darkening skies People just driving to nowhere À côte de mère Where the beauty comes easy Savages with twist top wine I can't believe you're almost mine French girl in LA OH la la la la la French girl in LA Drunk on every paradise French girl in LA OH la la la la la la Oh, don't get me started The headache that everybody dreams of An emptiness enough for you to drown in And longing And longing Cabin fever is gonna get you Better keep your heart in Saint Germain and notre dame you better Keep your heart in