To be true to the game
Old Cupid should aim
Not at the heart, but elsewhere..
Affectionate needs,
Sprout our sensual seeds
When we dig what each other plants there..
Mon cheri's the chief cause
That I cheer with applause
'Cause she seems to know right where I live
And I ring her chimes,
So much, that sometimes
A lay down ovation she'll give...

Yeah, we like French in low places
The best form of fun
Beyond embraces..
Named for oui oui
Nationality..
Like a tongue clung in the tight spaces
We hit homeruns...touching all bases
Yeah, We like French in..low..places..

Let others do the mish-
Shun-nary they wish..
We'll stray with the foreplay more
'Round the center aisles
Passion gives us smiles
And it fulfills what we hunger for
An impulse routine
That's serenely obscene
Fool around for an hour or two
Slowly pleasing spots
Connecting the dots
And making our bodies feel new..

When we do French in low places
Makes desire grow where a touch traces
Climbing high peaks..with some cool techniques
Two thirsty souls at an oasis..
Puts my pacemaker through new paces,
...We like French in..low..places

We like French..in..low..places...