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