Spurn my affections the way that you do
and I'll join the French Foreign Legion
A dramatic gesture, it's true,
Don't be a blot on my escutcheon.

Make you do things you don't want to do?
Has never been my intention.
So I'll hook up with that motley crew
yeah, I'll join the French Foreign Legion.

Swirling hot burning sun over the sand
Memories memories of you
Forget me not, oh boy, what a great tan I'll have
Asleep asleep with you.

Turn my reflections into somber blue
It's indiscreet to repeat what they tell you
But if you believe them the way that I do
It's impossible to expect you to to be true.

So I'll expect it and accept it anew
and devise a slick way to counter you
And we're stuck in this field of treason
So I'll join the French Foreign Legion.

Swirling hot burning sun over the sand
Memories memories of you
Forget me not, oh boy, what a great tan I'll have
Asleep asleep with you.
 

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