Jean Pierre was a fashion designer
And Jean Pierre couldn't feel any finer
'Cause all he needed was a fresh look for Fall, that's it…
So Jean Pierre took her out to the movies
And Jean Pierre loved the way she said "groovy"
And soon before he knew it, Jean Pierre was in love
But they were taking it way too slow
Jean Pierre was ready to blow
Just looking at Rommy's pants
You can take France out of the lover but not the lover out of France
So Jean Pierre took his love to the river
And Jean Pierre hoped she'd let him get in her
So Jean Pierre did what any red-blooded fashion designer would do
He ran his hands down her back to her butt
Just like a straight guy would
And he thought to himself, "ooh American ass…"
[grammatically incorrect French ranting]
Jean Pierre was a fashion designer
And Jean Pierre couldn't feel any finer
'Cause all he needed was a fresh look for Fall,
All he needed was a fresh look for Fall,
All he needed was a fresh look for Fall, that's it…oui, oui, oui
