Lyrics:

Well, I've got sixteen days to be a man about it
There were five pairs of eyes on you today, I counted
Do you mind? I doubt it
I'm white in the West so I'm sure if I shout it

Well, I'm fawning
Well, and you're yawning
And I'm following you 'round
From dusk 'til dawnin', well

Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez
Yeah, that's what they say
Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez
On the streets of Genoa
Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez
I never, ever was
Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez

I love you completely, and you just let me
There are better men out there so forget me
I need you too much, are you sick of my touch?
While the whole world melts, am I meant to just watch?
Now I know how a sucker fish feels
Shit, I better call my dad
I think I'm goin' mad
Not even sure if you're treating me bad

Well, I'm fawning
And you're yawning
And I'm following you 'round
From dusk 'til dawnin', well

Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez
Never, ever, ever was
Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez
That's what they say
Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez
On the streets of Genoa
Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez

Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez
On the streets of Genoa
Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez
On the streets of Genoa
Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez
Woo
Je ne travaillez, jamais travaillez