Lyrics:

"Non, je suis en retard (No, I'm late)
Il faut que je sois à 9h10 à la télé (I have to be on TV by 9.10)"
(Note : those two lines are not in the transcript)

A perfect face comes calling
A perfect hand reaches out
Her perfect face in the morning
December girl feels the same
She needs to find the pace
'Cause she never looked so good when she was down

She's blonde on white, white on blonde
Her perfections are now gone, reflections everywhere
If you gaze for too long it will fade and then it's gone
Reflections everywhere

Imagine naked legs calling
Walking barefoot in the rain
Imagine freezing cold weather
December girl feels the same
She needs to find the pace
'Cause she never looked so good when she was down

A perfect face comes calling
A perfect hand reaches out
She needs to find the pace