There's a French man talking to himself
He's asking how his day has been
There's a breeze in the air and it smells of you
And seagulls flying high, up with the traffic in the sky
But all this guy can do is think of you
You're always trying to make yourself feel better by putting someone down
Here's a little piece of advice
The less that you have, the less you really need
The more that you give, you will receive
You're running out of friends to brag to
We need another Taming of the Shrew
I wish you luck and a long life
I don't have to be involved if I don't like
As seagulls descend, you've lost another friend
But all this guy can do is think of you
As seagulls descend, you've lost another friend
But all this guy can do is think of you