Apres Vous

Well, I don't know how to ask your name,
Or how to tell you that I feel your flame,
From across the room.

Brown-sugar skin, the tiny hairs on end,
I wanna tell you I could be your friend,
But it won't get through.

Sweet Honey, how you white out the night,
Nobody's ever moved me quite like you're doing.
Let's get our coats, let's hit the streets.

Après Vous.
Après Vous.
Après Vous.
Après Vous.

Here the thrills are cheap, the love, divine,
The Paris stars are burning,
But they can't outshine you.

You've got that certain savoir-faire,
Darling, show me how to take you there, mon chou.
Baby, lead the way, s'il vous plaît.

Après Vous.
Après Vous.
Après Vous.
Après Vous.
...
Well, I don't know how to ask your name,
Or how to tell you that I feel your flame,
From across the room.

Sweet Honey, how you white out the night,
Nobody's ever moved me quite like you're doing.

Baby, come with me.
C'est magnifique.

Après Vous.
Après Vous.
Après Vous.
Après Vous.

Après Vous.
Après Vous.
Après Vous.
Après Vous.
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Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Hocking
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