Pierre
Stephen Lynch
Letra

LETRA (VER LETRA CON ACORDES)

My story is so tiresome. 
(tiresome!) 
Back in France, I was rich as they come. 
(as they come!) 
But I lost all my wealth 
And my good mental health. 
Now I live with ze filth and ze scum. 
(and ze scum!) 
I'm Pierre, ze only french bum in New York (ooooooooh) 
When I open my Boone's Farm, I still sniff ze cork (ooooooooh) 
So have you a quarter? 
I'm begging you, please. (ooooooooh) 
I have to have wine with my government cheese. 
I really should bid you adieu. 
(bid adieu!) 
I'm feeling a bit sacre bleu. 
(sacre bleu!) 
My life is a hell. 
I give off a bad smell, 
But I'm French, so that's always been true. 
Pee-ew!