Booked my trip to Lyon, thought I’d be so chic, Said “bonjour” they said “non,” then laughed for a week. Tried to order bread, ended up with fish, Asked for directions, they said “non mais qu’est-ce que tu dis??” Moi, je parle un peu (a little), But they talk so fast, it’s a riddle! Pointing fingers, wild guessin’, Guess that’s what I call “French lessons”! Un, deux, trois uh! What did she say?! I missed that part. Un, deux, trois uh! I just smiled and said “Merci, art?” Un, deux, trois uh! We’re all confused but feelin’ fly, It’s a vacation, not a language class Let’s vibe, not ask why! Je dis “toilette?” they say “dans le fond!” I nod like I get it… then I'm gone. Lost in Rome, tried Spanish in Greece, “Where’s the pool?” they handed me cheese. Moi, je parle un peu (not much), But I survive with Google and luck. No one knows what’s goin’ on And that’s why this trip’s so fun! Un, deux, trois uh! I wave my arms like it makes sense, Un, deux, trois uh! She called me “chou” is that offense?? Un, deux, trois uh! Let’s miscommunicate with style, The language is laughter and we’ve got miles! Excusez-moi, where’s… uh… le Wi-Fi? Pardon, monsieur what is Wi-Fi?? Un, deux, trois... au revoir!
