Lyrics:

My baby thinks she's French
My baby thinks she's French
She plays a Spanish guitar
At the coffee bar
She's takin' self-defense
My baby thinks she's French

She like the rose perfume
In the afternoon
With her chocolate mints
She thinks she's French
She likes to kiss and kiss
Her flame is hard to quench

My baby thinks she's French
My baby thinks she's French
She drives a Citroen car
She sings me ooh wah wah
She's prone to accidents
My baby thinks she's French

Well its Paris this
And its Paris that
It makes me cringe
She thinks she's French
She likes to kiss and kiss
Her flame is hard to quench

My baby thinks she's French
My baby thinks she's French
She reads Madamoselle
And when the clock strikes twelve
She wants to give me a pinch
My baby thinks she's French

She's a Texas doll
She likes shopping malls
Where the mood is French
With a southern drawl
They say come back y'all
They never even flinch

My baby thinks she's French
My baby thinks she's French
She wants to start a fire in the Eifel Tower
She's lost all common sense
My baby thinks she's French
My baby thinks she's French
My baby thinks she's French
My baby thinks she's French
My baby thinks she's French

She likes the Moulin Rouge
When the sun shines thru
She seldom squints