While chewing on your beurre baguette,
While sucking on your cigarette
While reading Le Paris Gazette;
Don't what you read get you upset;
Don't throw down your knife with disgust
At the passing of a bus
As you ladle on ceriise
As your served a plate of cheese;
Watching the beauties come and go
Cafe au lait au Les Deux Margots
Do not lapse into despair
After seeing what is written there;
The Prophet has been disparaged
For taking forty wives in marriage
Jesus Christ was a bit neurotic,
He couldn't handle the flesh erotic;
That's why he begot all those Nuns
They were frigid girls who couldn't come;
Of course he robbed dessert caravans
He led a vicious ruthless band
Jesus had a meeker gang
That's why his followers let him hang
While sipping on crème glace
Watching the beauties pass and sway.
A café au lait and a fresh croissant;
What more a Heaven could a person want? t
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