I met her down in Baton Rouge about a year ago
We were listening to a band that played at a place called Zydeco
I finally got the nerve up to say come dance with me
And my knees turned to butter when she answered "c'est la vie"

I told her don't say goodbye my love, just tell me "au revoir"
Don't say goodnight just let me hear "mon cher bon soir"
She wrapped my heart around her little finger inch by inch
Cause everything sounds better when you're hearing it in French

I don't recall a lot of what she said to me that night
It never really mattered cause she made it all sound right
When the night was over she was gone like Cajun smoke
But I still recall the language of the angels that she spoke

I told her don't say goodbye my love, just tell me "au revoir"
Don't say goodnight just let me hear "mon cher bon soir"
She wrapped my heart around her little finger inch by inch
Cause everything sounds better when you're hearing it in French

Now every chance I get I take the drive to Baton Rouge
And stopping down at Zydeco's to hear a song or two
Well, if she's ever in there, boys, just get out of my way
Cause I've got a few more phrases that I'd love to hear her say

I told her don't say goodbye my love, just tell me "au revoir"
Don't say goodnight just let me hear "mon cher bon soir"
She wrapped my heart around her little finger inch by inch
Cause everything sounds better when you're hearing it in French

Yeah, everything sounds better when you're hearing it in French
Mmmm, yeah
That's what I'm saying