I met a girl named Gabrielle
She was dressed in black
And young (or alternatively hot) as hell
She took me to her domicile
Invited me to stay a while
She fed me breakfast and gave me wine

Later on we took our time
To explore each others areas
Loving through a language barrier

It can be so frustrating
The way we insist on communicating
But I do not parlez-vous you!

I don't speak French but somehow I've got on her good side
Woo!
I don't speak French but there's only one thing on her mind

Voulez-vous
Mon ami
Bonsoir!
Baby
That's all I know how to say right now
But you can bet I'm learning how!
'cos where I'm from
The thing to do
Is to pitch your sale on the red, white and blue
How about you?
Can you say you do the same thing too?

I'm just your average yankee
Trapped in a world of French hankee pankee
But I do not parlez-vous you!

I don't speak French but i've got a shit load of Euros!
Woo!
I don't speak French but that doesn't matter to French girls!
Come on man!

Woo!

Woo!

There's a plane on the ground at JFK
For me it waits to take me away to you
Things we did. The things we didn't do.
Oh Gabrielle!
I learnt so much from you
You taught me how to surrender
Instinctual behaviour from a time I can't remember
But thank God the allies crushed the Nazis on the 5th of December

Oh!
I don't speak French but somehow I've got on her good side
Woo!
I don't speak French but there's only one thing on her mind
Woo!
I don't speak French but that doesn't matter to French girls

I don't speak French 'cos it's useless most places in the world!

Thanks to Neurocamerawoman for loads of great corrections! And to TenaciousZak for pointing out a variant on the lyrics.