Lyrics

Something French
Drew James © 2008

Up above the party lights
Higher than a kite
I'm like a shooting star
I’m one with the night

I hear a melody
Moi pour elle dans la vie
Playing over in my mind
It's calling out to me
It's calling out to me

One more drink would just go to my head
There’s something else that I crave instead
This thirst, no drink can quench
I’m in the mood, the mood for something French

The neon casts its silver glow
Where little secrets grow
Into tyrants that can rule your mind
And steal away your soul

Then a dark breathtaking sight
Turns shadow into light
Like a siren from a film noir
The scene turns black and white
The scene turns black and white

(Chorus)

There's a look in her eyes
I recognize
She’s in the mood, the mood for something French
She's in the mood, the mood for something French