Lyrics:
Cleese
SIR GALAHAD : Michael Palin
SIR ROBIN : Eric Idle
GOD : ???
FRENCH GUARD : John Cleese
MINSTREL : ???
LEFT HEAD : Terry Jones
MIDDLE HEAD : Graham
rendezvous, hit the spot at two
Ain't speakin' my language, tell 'em parlez vous
I like French women, French braids
French press, then I French inhale
We can
I love her if she speak another language (language)
She be doing things I never seen
I think I might have hit it in my dreams (come here)
She drop
I love her if she speak another language (language)
She be doing things I never seen
I think I might have hit it in my dreams (come here)
She drop
of game up in my repertoire
But that's the old me. the new me be reppin' God
I had to learn to speak the language of love
And I'm not talking French. I mean
I've got ink in my skin
From days that I can't recall
My feet were heavy, dragged them through the streets of old Montreal
My French was shaky
Ooh baby, I like kissin' you
Ooh baby, I like kissin'
I don't speak French but I'll tongue you down, down
Tongue you down, down, tongue you down
to call you pretty back in your high school foreign language neither one of us would know what I said, so I’ll stick to French
Je pense que tu es tres
Ooh baby, I like kissin' you
Ooh baby, I like kissin'
I don't speak French but I'll tongue you down, down
Tongue you down, down, tongue you down
I
These are the words
We say in Ballet
They're French
The language of Ballet
Sauté means to jump jump
Sauté means to jump jump
Sauté means to jump
Spanish, Japanese or French
And the way that body's talkin' definitely makes sense
It's her, her body, her body, her body language
It's her, her body, her
the
French quarter
French quarter quarter
French quarter quarter
We in our own
Neighborhood drinking
Fire water
Fire water water
Fire water water
They wasn't
French inhale, I like the way you french inhale
Do it again
French inhale, I like the way you french inhale
Do it again
You don't gotta sell it,
Spanish, Japanese or French
And the way that body's talkin' definitely makes sense
It's her, her body, her body, her body language
It's her, her body, her
chianti and I hope you'll agree,
That zefferelli makes the movies for me
[Chorus]
I try my french, latin, spanish and greek,
This is the language
French inhale, I like the way you french inhale
Do it again
French inhale, I like the way you french inhale
Do it again
You don't gotta sell it,
got to speak, let the
Money talk we don‘t speak French, we don‘t
Speak Spanish nigga shut the fuck up, money
Is the language purple, 500 euros
Count it
Aye Hoops, Kyd, Alex Relm made this
Would say pardon my french but I ain't fluent
I don't speak no language of love, don't got no Cupid
All these
Feels like an old french movie
Brick walls and vines
Cigarettes with wine
Fresh oysters on ice
The life in your light
Spills out into the world
I met this girl her name was Mary
She was French and could not speak English
I only knew two words in her language (bonjour mademoiselle) So how was I
Let's get blowed, get blowed
Keep one rolled, one rolled
Show me how you French inhale
Show me how you French Inhale
Let's get blowed, get blowed
The Language of love is in your eyes.
Reading your body, just like a (book).
For the language of love. oooh . The
Language of love.
I've heard many
my language then my baby I love it
Counting off each second my minutes get closer
Opening old wounds just to feel the pain while I'm sober
Picking
Na money language I dey understand
Update update on it is money
Na money language I dey understand
Spend the money where the money
Na money language
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