Bel Esprit

He did his little dance, Here up in the north of Spain, Danced all the way to France, Just to try and bring her rain That's the way of this man He rolled away the stone With a plastic crucifix 'Cause he'd rather get his kicks Than be here all alone, That's the way of this man He's not much of a bel esprit, She can't seem to understand him A bit more like a chimpanzee She thinks he has no soul 'Cause he never learned to crawl That's the way of this man And he can only sing Of his incipient love That's the way of this man He's not much of a bel esprit She can't seem to understand him A bit more like a chimpanzee That's the way of this man That's the way of this man That's the way of this man That's the way of this man