I don’t know what you must be on 
You walked in like Edgar con 
Did you fly in on a jet? 
Win a million dollar bet? 
So let me get my good shoes on 
I wanna follow in the same old steps 
Where you waltz around like you’re the best 
Where you garden blooms in May 
But it snowing every day 
‘Cause you have everything you want 
 [bad word] ] 
You must be 
The Houdini in my life 
But you can’t see 
I could never be your wife 
 [bad word] ] 
‘Cause I’m still a lady 
No, I’m not some witch 
That postponed your lines 
I’m not on the best 
You’re Houdini in the state and boy 
I can’t use a wretch 
I know my words won’t tell me 
Please excuse my French 
(Pardone moi) 

[Verse:] 
Today you think you’re Erol Flynn 
Sharing stories where you think you’ve been 
Your style must be grand, without a passport stamp 
Can’t you see the twister that you’re in 
Lie down inside a sea of words 
You’re going under, now you won’t get hurt 
So just give it a rest, this time your more is less 
You’re going solo in this dream 
 [bad word] ] 
You must be 
The Houdini in my life 
But you can’t see 
I could never be your wife 
 [bad word] ] 
‘Cause I’m still a lady 
No, I’m not some witch 
That postponed your lines 
I’m not on the best 
You’re Houdini in the state and boy 
I can’t use a wretch 
I know my words won’t tell me 
Please excuse my French 
(Pardone moi)
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