Non-French speaking American falls for troubled French "Lolita" in France or somewhere. Mayhem ensues.
Je suis borderline
Je suis borderline
I may want to make you mine
Je suis overcome
Je suis overcome
I can’t get you off my mind
A picture said a thousand words
A poet’s worth a hundred lines
I will work to make you
I will work to make you
Mine all mine
Mine all mine
Je suis borderline (I can taste u on my tongue, I’m overcome)
Je suis borderline
La de da de da da
Je suis overcome
Je suis overcome
La de da de da da
I can’t get you off my
I will work to make you mine