[Verse]

            
Sitting on my 

           
rooftop lookin

g at you
           
I can tell you

              
 hate me miss 

   
au Clair de la

 lune
            
You are my com

             
panion. Bokoni

     
stic view.
            
I am so vicari

             
ous stretching

         
 out your shoe

s.

(instrumental Break)
  

            
If I loan you 

             
money I won’t 

          
expect your du

es
             
I think I’ve y

            
ou figured out

              
 miss au Clair

      
 de la lune.
             
Broken bloody 

            
bastard, blood

             
y bludgeoned t

ooth.
             
You are still 

            
so pretty. You

             
 are still my 

muse

           
So keep me, me

            
morize the thi

             
ckness of my s

            
kull pressed u

             
p to your swea

  
ty chest.
            
Watch me watch

             
 you wondering

           
 what the hell

            
 is going on. 

             
How everything

            
 relates to yo

u.

             
Miss au Clair 

      
de la lune
             
Miss au Clair 

      
de la lune
             
Miss au Clair 

      
de la lune
             
Miss au Clair 

      
de la lune