Frenchy, I’m Faking

Lyrics

[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] Frenchy, I'm fakin', been longin' to stir you up Changin' looks slightly like back in the nineties Far and away, well, we'll whistle delayed delights The prospect of lightning was ever so frightening [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] She said "Your kisses are nice, but I'm lookin' for hills to roll" Down with abandon and no understandin' I borrowed your suitcase and filled it with pearls and gold You let me down lightly, I killed you politely [Instrumental Outro]