My Baby Thinks She's French Lyrics - Lord Of The Highway - Joe Ely

My Baby Thinks She's French 

My Baby Thinks She's French 

She plays a Spanish guitar 

At the coffee bar 

She's takin' self-defence 

My Baby Thinks She's French 

She like the rose perfume 

In the afternoon with her chocolate mints 

She thinks she's French she likes to kiss and kiss 

Her Flame is hard to Quench! 

My Baby Thinks She's French 

My Baby Thinks She's French 

She drive a citroen car 

She sings me Ooo wa wa 

She's prone to accidents 

My Baby Thinks She's French 

Well it's Paris this 

And it's Paris that, it makes me cringe 

She thinks she's French she likes to kiss and kiss 

Her Flame is hard to quench! 

My Baby Thinks She's French 

My Baby Thinks She's French 

She reads Madamoselle 

And when the clock strikes twelve 

She wants to give me a pinch..... 

My Baby Thinks She's French 

She's a Texas doll 

She likes shopping malls where the mood is French 

With a southern drawl 

They say come back y'all 

And they never even flench! 

My Baby Thinks She's French 

My Baby Thinks She's French 

She wants to start a fire 

In the Eiffel Tower 

She's lost all common sense!! 

My Baby Thinks She's French 

She likes the Moulin Rouge 

When the sun shines through 

She seldom squints 

She breeds magnificence