Don't worry (so you'll worry, obviously)
A few of them parade around and round
The basement basement full of shuffling cheese
Some simmering and silent in the ground

Elle est si belle
Ses yeux sont comme tes yeux
A ring on each ring finger
Is she the scars that linger
Quand memoires sont feux
I cannot tell

I wonder if the cleaner's camera works
And what the darkened stairs might introduce
Whan cabin fevers wait to go beserk
If any of the cheese is any use

Il est exceptionel
Breaking silence not souls
Chuchoteur a fromage
But not as he thinks large
Only into holes
Selfish and quick as well

De Hong Kong a Paris puis Japon
The streets are racy, il n'aime pas le noir
There's clearly not a great deal going on
Peut-etre c'est meilleur lingering in bars