Lyrics

She left me doing dishes back in Breaux Bridge
She called me three days later from L.A.
Turned out she didn’t have a reason
Turned out that wasn’t all she had to say

She told me I was too in love with beauty
Didn’t I know that it would fade?
I said my love for her was boundless
And I could dream of her a thousand different ways

Odile, Odile
T’aimer me fait pleurer
Je voulais t’espérer, oh vilaine!
Tu m’as dit c’est pas la peine
Odile

Odile won’t let me forget her
I got a postcard just the other day
It was Jeanne painted by Modigliani
That she’d bought at the Musée D’Orsay

I stared at the lover in the portrait
Her empty eyes could not return my gaze
And I found no warmth and no comfort
In the fire that had set my heart ablaze

Odile, Odile
T’aimer me fait pleurer
Je voulais t’espérer, oh vilaine!
Tu m’as dit c’est pas la peine
Odile

Odile, je rêve de toi, mon coeur,
Odile, Odile
T’est partie bien trop loin cette fois ci
Reviens-toi, embrasses-moi jolie fille
Reviens-toi, embrasses-moi
Je mérite pas ça