Sixteen Days

Well I got sixteen days to be a man about it

There were five pairs of eyes on you today, I counted

Do you mind? I doubt it

I’m white in the west so I’m sure if I shout it

Well I’m fawning, well, and you’re yawning

And I’m following you ‘round

From dusk til dawnin’, well

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez (Yeah, that's what they say)

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez (On the streets of Genoa)

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez (I never, ever was)

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez

I love you completely, and you just let me

There are better men out there so forget me

I need you too much, are you sick of my touch?

While the whole world melts, am I meant to just watch?

Now I know how a suckerfish feels, shit, I better call my dad

I think I’m going mad, not even sure if you’re treating me bad

Well I’m fawning, well, and you’re yawning

And I’m following you ‘round

From dusk til dawnin’, well

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez (I never, ever was)

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez (That's what they say)

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez (On the streets of Genoa)

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez (On the streets of Genoa)

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez (On the streets of Genoa)

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez (Woo)

Je ne travaillez jamais travaillez