Somewhere between the lights of Bel-Air and the courts of clay Is the place where the whales failed Hidden so far back in the ruins where the heathens pray Let's take the yacht out for a good hollow wood I never met a French girl outside of France I never tasted foreign love I never had a chance With finance and romance Romance and finance Y el perro no está huyendo, se está riendo Estaba llorando y ahora sangriendo Somewhere down near the river's crest, coyote stride Are the forbidden women So there will be no love bud or soul tonight By the convention center's mule skinners I never met a French girl outside of France I never tasted foreign love I never had a chance With finance and romance Hot pants and a fat chance Y el perro no está huyendo, se está riendo Estaba llorando y ahora sangriendo His holiness on his way out west gave me a fright He snuck up while I was breathing And dropped a rusted bucket down my well last night Just going through a phase, trace amazed I never met a French girl outside of France I never tasted foreign love I never had a chance With finance and romance Romance and finance