On Chanson D'Amour...
Presenting for your delectation the laughably awful lyrics of an atrocious auditoriy nightmare by Manhattan Transfer that is so sublimely awful that I might even decide to have it played at my funeral. That would be a sight. My parents sitting there with their eyes all open, trying not to snigger. My grandmother looking horrified at the indignity of it all. Chrissy in the back row giggling like a madman... So with no further ado.. Chanson D'Amour...
Chanson d'amour, ra da da da da, play encore.
Here in my heart, ra da da da da, more and more.
Chanson d'amour, ra da da da da, je t'adore.
Each time I hear, ra da da da da,
Chanson, chanson, d'amour.
(Sax solo)
Ra da da da da
(Sax solo)
Ra da da da da
Chanson d'amour, ra da da da da, je t'adore.
Each time I hear, ra da da da da,
Chanson, chanson, d'amour.
Every time I hear
Chanson, chanson, d'amour
