Whispering - Cherchez La Femme - Se Si Bon Lyrics

Whispering - Cherchez La Femme - Se Si Bon lyrics

Whispering/Cherchez La Femme/Se Si Bon

 Dr. Buzzard's Original "Savannah" Band

 (A. Darnell, S. Browder, Jr.)

 

 Tommy Mottola lives on the road

 He lost his lady two months ago

 Maybe he'll find her, maybe he won't

 Oh, wonder, nooo

 He sleeps in the back of his grey Cadillac, oh my honey

 Blowing his mind on cheap grass and wine

 Oh ain't it crazy baby, hey

 Guess you could say hey, hey

 This man has learned his lesson, oh hey

 Now he's alone

 He's got no woman and no home

 For misery, oh, oh

 Cherchez la femme

 

 Miggie, Miggie Bonija's very upset

 She's sick and tired of living in debt

 Tired of roaches and tired of rats, I know she is oooh

 So her noble man says

 "Baby I understand, oh my honey"

 Now he's working two jobs at Eighth Avenue bars

 Oh ain't crazy baby

 Now she complains

 That her man is never present, no

 She goes next door, I know that she's just playing the whore

 Hey for misery my friend, hey

 Cherchez la femme

 

 (Instrumental break)

 

 They'll tell you a lie with a colgate smile, hey baby

 Love you one second and hate you the next one

 Oh ain't it crazy, yeah

 All I can say, ay, hey, of one thing I am certain, ooh, ooh

 They're all the same, all the sluts and the saints

 For misery my friend

 Cherchez la femme

 

 Hey now, Cherchez la femme (ooh)

 Oh babe, Cherchez la femme (ooh)

 Yeah, Cherchez la femme (ooh)

 Oooh that's amora, Cherchez

 Oooh that's amora, Cherchez

 Amora amora be mine, be mine

 Devine! (Oooh that's amora, Cherchez)

 Cherchez la femme

 (Se si bon, Se si bon, Se si bon)

 Cherchez la femme, rumba

 (Se si bon, Se si bon, Se si bon)

 Cherchez la femme, rumba

 

 (Repeat and fade)

 

 From: "David Hayman"