I don’t know what you must be on You walked in like Edgar con Did you fly in on a jet? Win a million dollar bet? So let me get my good shoes on I wanna follow in the same old steps Where you waltz around like you’re the best Where you garden blooms in May But it snowing every day ‘Cause you have everything you want You must be The Houdini in my life But you can’t see I could never be your wife ‘Cause I’m still a lady No, I’m not some witch That postponed your lines I’m not on the best You’re Houdini in the state and boy I can’t use a wretch I know my words won’t tell me Please excuse my French (Pardonnez moi) Today you think you’re Erol Flynn Sharing stories where you think you’ve been Your style must be grand, without a passport stamp Can’t you see the twister that you’re in Lie down inside a sea of words You’re going under, now you won’t get hurt So just give it a rest, this time your more is less You’re going solo in this dream You must be The Houdini in my life But you can’t see I could never be your wife ‘Cause I’m still a lady No, I’m not some witch That postponed your lines I’m not on the best You’re Houdini in the state and boy I can’t use a wretch I know my words won’t tell me Please excuse my French (Pardonnez moi)