Victoria

Em Em Let me tell you about Victoria, Em She's young, rich and beautiful, Em She lives in Paris in a nice apartment, Em I met her one day at the Tour Eiffel. Em Em She often phones me, asks me to come, Em I try to refuse, but I don't know how to do it, Em When she says: 'ooh, je suis tombée amoureuse d'un type fomidable', Em I know this girl will never change. B Victoria, what kind of girl are you? B Victoria, what kind of girl are you? Em Oh you drive me crazy. Em Em She's got a sportscar, she drives me around, Em Pays me a meal at Chez Maxim's, Em Then she says: 'tu sais, je vais me marier', Em I smile and I eat my crêpe flambée. B Victoria, what kind of girl are you? B Victoria, what kind of girl are you? Em Oh you drive me crazy. Em Em Em This is the story of Victoria, Em Honni soit qui mal y pense, Em But though she's young, rich and beautiful, Em I know I will never love her. B Victoria, what kind of girl are you? B Victoria, what kind of girl are you? Em Oh you drive me crazy, crazy, crazy, .... Em Em