In college, I had
a very pretty French teacher. In one class, she made the mistake of mentioning sunbathing
topless on the beach in Nice. For the remainder of the class, all the males in
attendance were lost in a bit of fantasizing.
French
© 1994 Brian
Hutzell
I saw you on the
screen; you were taking your clothes off again
I think I’ve seen
more of you than I have my closest friend
I saw you in my
dream; you were in my bed
Wish that I could
find you in my waking hours instead
But there's a
barrier in our way; I can’t understand a word you say
Teach me French –
teach me everything I need to know
Teach me how to
touch you, how to love you
Make it comme il
faut
If you teach me
French, I’ll want to practice everyday
You’ll be my
instructor and I’ll be your protégé
There has to be a
way to tell you how I feel
First I’ve got to
reach you; that could be quite an ordeal
Then once we’re
face to face, I’ll know just what to say
Cause there’s a
certain language I am certain vous parlez
My kiss will tell
you everything and won’t require translating
Teach me French –
teach me everything I need to know
Teach me how to
touch you, how to love you
Make it comme il
faut
If you teach me
French, I’ll want to practice everyday
You’ll be my
instructor and I’ll be your protégé
L’amour, je t’adore
Saying it makes
me wish I could say more
L’amour, je t’adore
A foreign body to
explore
Je ne parle pas
francais, but I love you anyway
And don’t I sound
as distingue as Maurice Chevalier?
Tear down the
barricade, strike the fence
Let the tutoring
commence
Teach me French –
teach me everything I need to know
Teach me how to
touch you, how to love you
Make it comme il
faut
If you teach me
French, I’ll want to practice everyday
You’ll be my
instructor and I’ll be your protégé
Florida, 1981
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