Le French Geek Bar

Yeah

Hazel,

we miss you out here

Paris looks good on you though (hahahaha)

Used to roll the heaviest green back home Now you walk the

Seine with a different glow Trading big herbs for a carton of

lights

Underneath the golden tower at night You got that strawberry ice Geek

Bar in your hand Laughing so hard they don't understand You're the

funniest soul that I've ever known

Always geeked up even when you're alone

Oh Hazel, you're smoking your life away Mais tu ris tout le

temps, t'es si belle,

s'il te plaît With a puff of cherry smoke and a lighter

spark Getting geeked out in the Parisian dark (yeah)

Tu fumes des clopes sur les grands boulevards And then you switch

right back to the sweet Geek Bar You're so nice,

so funny, got a heart of pure gold But your lungs are

probably freezing cold Always geeked,

always smiling, laughing at the clouds Making friends with the snobby local

crowds We miss you out here,

but we see you shine Taking another puff,

looking so divine

Smoking in the French rain,

you never change Just a little more chic,

a little more strange (ahhhh)

Oh Hazel, you're smoking your life away Mais tu ris tout le

temps, t'es si belle,

s'il te plaît With a puff of cherry smoke and a lighter

spark Getting geeked out in the Parisian dark (yeah) (hahahaha)

Always geeked,

Hazel Stay sweet over there