He did his little dance
There up in the north of Spain
Danced all the way to France
Just to try to bring her rain
That's the way of this man
He rolled away the stone
With a plastic crucifix
'Cos he'd rather get his kicks
Than to 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
'Cos 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