French Garden Lyrics

In a French garden by the sea
Sittin up there in an old oak tree
Looking out over the straights of Dover
Wonderin how I can
Get back over to
See you
Sittin in your bed
Be there

In a little café by the Zeider Zee
Sitting there dreaming of a cup of English Tea
Lying there looking for a four leaf clover
Waiting for an albatross to carry me over
You gotta prove you're a millionaire
They search you for thoughts
& they measure your hair
They say itճ a question of all the clothes you wear
Who knows you there
The clothes you wear...

Well I was sitting in this French garden by the sea
& I was sittin up high in this old oak tree
& I was looking out over the straights of Dover
Wonderin how I could
Get back over to see you
But there was this strange old fashioned
Customs service stopping me
See you...
Sittin in your bed...
Be there...