Excuse-Moi

She moves unpredictable You don’t know if she’s come or gone He looks irresistible Dressed to the nines and a traffic cone She twists vodka, lime and coke Dancefloor whilst the others stand and smoke They kiss at the fling of a wrecking ball Don’t know if they’ve come or gone Excuse-moi Qu’est-ce que c’est? Well-dressed but dragging his feet Been going loco for weeks He’s not what she needs at all Holy roller moving on She moves, unescapable Join the line or run on home She grabs the horn by the bull Not scared of singing along He swings, always out for fun On low when there’s nothing on Two weeks of dancing in the street When he arrives then the party’s on Well-dressed by clicking her heels Got money, paying for wheels She’s not what he needs at all But she’s all he wants when he gets the call Excuse-moi Qu’est-ce que c’est? She moves unpredictable You don’t know if she’s come or gone He looks irresistible Dressed to the nines and a traffic cone She moves, unescapable Join the line or run on home She grabs the horn by the bull Not scared of singing along He swings, always out for fun On low when there’s nothing on Two weeks of dancing in the street When he arrives then the party’s on Well-dressed by clicking her heels Got money, paying for wheels She’s not what he needs at all But she’s all he wants when he gets the call Excuse-moi Qu’est-ce que c’est?