Verse
D A
Tu es bourgeoise
D A
Presque comme une framboise
Bm A Bm A
I can tell mademoiselle
D A
That you’re too red to be sunburnt
D A
What it is i can’t discern
Bm A
And it makes you uncomfortable
Bm A D
To think of yourself this way
Verse 2
D A
Tu n’es pas fait main
D A
Rassis comme le vieux pain
Bm A Bm A
I can see c’est la vie
D A
That you’re quiet and you’re pure
D A
And now you hang your head demur
Bm A
And it makes you an atheist
Bm A D
To think of yourself this way
Chorus
Bm A
Sitting on the bottom of the shelf
Bm A
She’s missing all the pieces of herself
G D G D
Am i patient am i kind or am i wasting time
Bm A
Counting out her blessings one by some
Bm A
She’s rounding down to several minus one
G D G D
Am i patient am i kind or am i wasting time
D Bm A Bm A
Oooohhhh oh oh oh,
Verse 3
D A
Tu es dans un pot
D A
La fleur fane trop tot
Bm A Bm A
I thought you knew c’est du deja vu
D A
You demand to know how far
D A
But you never left and you’ve been starred
Bm A
And it makes you feel infinite
Bm A D
To think of yourself this way
Refrain 1st verse and chorus