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My Baby Thinks She's
My Baby Thinks French
She a spanish guitar
At the bar
She's takin'
My Thinks She's French

She the rose perfume
In the afternoon with her mints
She thinks she's she likes to kiss and kiss
Her Flame is to Quench!

My Baby She's French
My Baby Thinks She's
She a citroen car
She me Ooo wa wa
She's prone to
My Baby Thinks She's

Well its Paris
And its Paris that, it makes me
She thinks she's French she likes to kiss and
Her is hard to quench!

My Baby Thinks French
My Baby Thinks She's
She Madamoselle
and when the strikes twelve
she to give me a pinch.....
My Baby Thinks She's

She's a doll
She shopping malls where the mood is French
With a southern
They say come back
and they even flench!

My Baby She's French
My Baby She's French
She wants to start a
In the Eifel
She's lost all sense!!
My Baby Thinks French

She likes the Rouge
when the sun shines
she squints....

she breeds