Tongue Tied

Now's my chance, here in France, I've gotta give it a go.
How do you say I'm happy ? Estoy feliz contigo ? No ! No !
D?sol? mon fran?ais est un petit peu confus
Parce que tout le temps si j'essaie
Hablo poco spanish - another stupid english boy !

Anyway, if I say "si j'essaie" donc, I do
Je voudrais que tu saches en fran?ais :
Tu mi gusto mucho pienso che ti amo.
I gotta whole lotta lovin on the tip of my tongue
But the words won't come like I want them to come
I'm like Old Mother Hubbard getting lost in her cupboard
And now I think I'm losing you.

Second go, take it slow, it's not the end of the world
Enfin bon, ?a c'est bon, ce n'est pas la fin du monde.
Mais il y a quelque chose que je voudrais te dire
Listen up ! Ecoute ! Important !
Te quiero mucho. La chica mas linda.
Oh no ! That's espa?ol !
I gotta whole lotta lovin on the tip of my tongue
But the words won't come like I want them to come
I'm like Old Mother Hubbard getting lost in her cupboard
And now I think I'm losing you.

Don't leave me ! One more chance, let me try to explain
I've got the words in my heart
But not in my brain
And now I'm all tongue tied
But at least I tried
To build a little bridge to you

In a moment of weakness I give up on the romance
And I fall for a clich? but without thinking I say " Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir ?"
But you turn your back
And come back with a slap !

I gotta whole lotta lovin on the tip of my tongue

But the words won't come like I want them to come
I'm like Old Mother Hubbard getting lost in her cupboard
And now I think I'm losing you.

So give me one more chance let me try to explain
I've got the words in my heart
But not in my brain
And now I'm all tongue tied
But at least I tried
To build a little bridge to you

I build a little bridge to you
I said , I build a little bridge to you

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