Hasta Mañana, Monsieur

I tried to tell you in the night
That with a girl like you I could do without guided tours
You tried to tell me in the day
That your leading exports were textiles and iron ore

Hasta Manana Monsieur
Were the only words that I knew for sure
Hasta Manana Monsieur
Were the three little words that I knew you'd adore

Leaving my syntax back at school
I was thrown for a loss over gender and simple rules
You mentioned Kant and I was shocked
You know, where I come from, none of the girls have such foul tongues

Hasta Manana Monsieur
Were the only words that I knew for sure
Hasta Manana Monsieur
I'm gonna do it now
C'est la vie, c'est la mort, say no more, no no more
It's all the same, whether here or there or anywhere
There's them who have, and there are the others who have not

Kimono my house mon amour
I am sure that this motion don't need no accompanying words
Guess I was wrong because you've fled
Leaving me with my Michelin Guide and half-empty foreign bed

Hasta Manana Monsieur
Were the only words that I knew for sure
Hasta Manana Monsieur
Were the three little words that I knew you'd adore

Hasta Manana Monsieur
Were the only words that I knew for sure
Hasta Manana Monsieur
Were the three little words that I knew you'd adore