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!