Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Excuse My French’ by 2BE3. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2BE3 or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
She adore, she adore
When you walk
Through the door
Vule vu, vule vu
I want to be with you
See’est la vie
See’est la vie
You were made for me
Ah ah ah ah
The time has come and
This is the night
I’m gonna make my move
Get everything right
I’m gonna drive the sweet
Of you an champagne on ice
I’ll be your sugar and spice
And everything nice
I may not be
What you had in mind
But if I get my act together
It’s just a matter time
I’m gonna tap
On your shoulder
I’m from a long time
To hold ya
Showin’ you that
You need a lover
Who can be
So smooth never met
So fine that
I’ll drive you crazy
That way I’ll make
You my baby
Dang, girl excuse my French
I can’t believe how good
You look to me
Dang, girl excuse my French
I can’t believe how good
You look to me
Well here we are
Movin’ to the beat
I feel like a foolish dancer
With two left feet
I seem to fall flat on my face
‘Cause when it comes to love
I feel so out of place
I’m try to be
The man of your dreams
But every time I look at you
I get off from the seat and fall
I’m gonna tap on your shoulder
I’m from a long time to hold ya
Showin’ you that you need a lover
Who can be so smooth never met
So fine that
I’ll drive you crazy
That way I’ll make
You my baby
Dang, girl excuse my French
I can’t believe
How good you look to me
Dang, girl excuse my French
I can’t believe
How good you look to me
Don’t be afraid of me
I’m just up and
Tangled in your aura
Girl shinin’ for your love
She adore, she adore
When you walk
Through the door
Vule vu, vule vu
I want to be with you
See’est la vie,
See’est la vie
You were made for me
Ah ah ah ah
I’m gonna tap
On your shoulder
I’m from a long time
To hold ya
Showin’ you that
You need a lover
Who can be so smooth
Never met
So fine that
I’ll drive you crazy
That way I’ll make
You my baby
Dang, girl excuse my French
I can’t believe
How good you look to me
Dang, girl excuse my French
I can’t believe
How good you look to me
Can’t believe
How good you look to me