I met a girl named Gabrielle She was dressed in black and young as hell She took me to her domicile Invited me to stay a while She fed me breakfast and fed me wine And later on we took the time To explore each others areas Run into a language barrier It can be so frustrating The way we insist on communicating But I do not parley-vous you I don't speak French But somehow I've gotten on her good side Oh! I don't speak French But there's only one thing on her mind. Oh I. Voulez-vous mon ami Bonsoir, baby Is all I know how to say right now But you can bet I'm learning how 'Cos where I'm from the thing to do Is to paint yourself red, white and blue How about you? Can you say you do the same thing too I'm just your average Yankee Trapped in a world of French hanky-panky But I do not parlez-vous you I don't speak French But I've got a shit load of Euros Oh I! I don't speak French But that doesn't matter to French girls. Oh I. Come on! There's a plane on the ground at JFK For me it waits To carry me away to you The things we did The things we didn't do Oh Gabrielle I learnt so much from you You taught me how to surrender Instinctual behavior from a time you don't remember But thank God the allies crushed the Nazis on the 6th of November I don't speak French But somehow I've gotten on a good time Oh I! I don't speak French But there's only one thing on her mind. Oh yeah! I don't speak French But that doesn't matter to French girls Oh I! I don't speak French 'Cos it's useless most places in the world.