I met him last summer
In the south of France
He said it was a bummer
He never learned to dance
He still gets the women
It's because of his hair
It's so dark and wavy
Lucky Pierre
He goes out with a showgirl
From the Moulin Rouge
She's so dang good-looking
She treats Pierre good
She feeds him croissants
Shows him she really cares
She gives him hot sex
Lucky Pierre
You can see them on weekends
On the Champs-Elysees
The first couple of Paris
Walking by the Seine
I met him last summer
In the south of France
An earring in his ear
Wearing cargo pants
He keeps his sunglasses
Up high in his hair
He gets a lot of p*ssy
Lucky Pierre