Lyrics

[Verse 1] I, I don't do anything fascinating I work for David Jones in womenswear I'm very, very, very, very good at selling clothes At five o'clock the big glass doors are locked I float down the aisles of racks [Chorus] And suddenly it's the, it's the Champs-Élysées And suddenly it's the, it's the Champs-Élysées [Verse 2] The clothes are so clean Swaying gently in the breeze From the air conditioner And when I'm at a party And everybody's asking what everybody does for a living I could do anything You'll see I could be anything [Chorus] And suddenly it's the, it's the Champs-Élyséеs And suddеnly it's a boulevard And suddenly it's thе, it's the Champs-Élyséеs Any suddenly it's [?] [?] [Outro] I, I spend all of my pay buying the lingerie It's French like the Champs-Élysées