He has a girlfriend, une copine. A showroom model to be seen. She speaks her accent fluent. Now his life's grammatically congruent.

They walk together. With pleasant weather. And talk about what doesn't matter. And one day they'll perform their porn. To confiscate all lives unborn.

She has a girlfriend, une copine. A no-room model to be seen. They speak their accents fluent. And their lives grammatically congruent.

He also has a boyfriend. But marriage is not done. Thank God they rhyme, they've got the time! And God it's all 'bout fun!

With all our girls and boys, friends. With all congruent lies. I think it's time for pornic rhyme and marry our demise.