They met in Paris in ‘94
Or was it ‘95?
She was there studying abroad he was on tour
Playing in another dive

They partied hard and they parted ways
little north of the Seine
He dreamed about her in so many ways
She dreamed about him in French

Well she knows what to do with Michael
She knows how to make him feel
That he's the one, he's his Mother's son
Not like anyone, he just needs time to heal

They met in New York a few months later
He was still living alone
Hugging the bar and [bad word] Never answered his phone

Their first date was a movie together
Outside at Bryant Park
Well, The Spirit Of St. Louis just went on forever
So they drank wine until they saw stars
 [bad word] 

They finally hooked up for the first time
The night before the 4th of July
He felt so awkward saying goodbye
To the girl who just changed his life

Now my friend, they are inseparable
She even gets that boy to go to the gym
Now, if you don't think that's love you must be cynical
Or maybe man, you're just dreaming in French, Yeah!