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