The Professor & La Fille Danse lyrics

Well I don't know if I'm wrong

Cause she's only just gone

Here's to another relationship

Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease

I'm sure when I'm older I'll know what that means

She cried when she should and she laughed when she could

Here's to the man with his face in the mud

And an overcast play just taken away

From the lover's in love at the center of stage yeah

Loving is fine if you've plenty of time

For walking on stilts at the edge of your mind

Loving is good if your dick's made of wood

And the dick left inside only half understood

What makes her come and what makes her stay?

What makes the animal run, run away yeah

What makes him stall, what makes him stand

And what shakes the elephant?

And what makes a man?

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

No I don't know you any more

No, no, no, no...

I don't know if I'm wrong

'Cause she's only just gone

Tell me why is this day taking so long

I was a lover of time and once she was mine, was

I was a lover indeed, I was covered in weed

She cried when she should and she laughed when she could

Well closer to God is the one who's in love

And I walk away 'cause I can

Too many options may just kill a man

Loving is fine if it's not in your mind

But I've mocked it up now, too many times

Loving is good if it's not understood

Yeah, but I'm the professor

And feel that I should know

What makes her come and what makes her stay?

What make the animal run, run away and

What makes him tick apart from him prick

And the lonelier side of the jealousy stick

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

No I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

No I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

Hell I don't know you any more

No, no, no no...

Well I don't know if I'm wrong

'Cause she's only just gone

Here's to another relationship

Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease

I finished it off with some French wine and cheese

La fille danse

Quand elle joue avec moi

Et je pense que je l'aime des fois

Le silence, n'ose pas dis-donc

Quand on est ensemble

Mettre les mots

Sur la petite dodo

• Artist:Damien Rice