Excuse My French

I don't know what you must be on
You walked in like the Aga Khan
Did you fly in on a jet?
Win a million dollar bet?
So let me get my good shoes on

I wanna follow in the same old steps (uh-huh)
Where you waltz around like you're the best (uh-huh)
Where your garden blooms in May
But it's snowing every day
'Cause you have everything you want

You must be (you must be)
The Houdini in my life
But you can't see (you can't see)
I could never be your wife

'Cause I'm still a lady
No, I'm not some wench
That falls for your lines
I'm not on the fence
Your routine is fading
Boy, I could use a wrench
I know my words won't fail me
Please excuse my French
(Pardonnez-moi)

Today you think you're Erol Flynn
Sharing stories where you think you've been (where you've been)
Your style must be grand (grand), without a passport stamp
Can't you see the twister that you're in? (I'm in a twister)

Why drown inside a sea of words?
You're going under, now you won't get heard
So just give it a rest
This time your more is less
You're going solo in this dream

But you must be (you must be)
The Houdini in my life (the Houdini in my life)
But you can't see (but you can't see)
I could never be your wife

'Cause I'm still a lady
No, I'm not some wench
That falls for your lines
I'm not on the fence
Your routine is fading
Boy, I could use a wrench
I know my words won't fail me
Please excuse my French
(Pardonnez-moi)