Whilst walking with my true love beneath the Col du Forclass
Walking with my true love in the fullness of the day
What de we spy but a bunch of bonny Frenchman
Leaping from the mountain tops to pass the time away
Dancing so high like a prima ballerina
Sailing the sky like a clipper on the sea
We reach as we try to join them on their journey
Then watch our lives drift by from the safety of our dreams
A sky of technolanium, the colours of the rainbow
The air filled with rhythm as the thermals danced in play
When down swooped Phillipe on his tandom parapenter
And cradled in his thighs he stole my love away
Dancing so high like a prima ballerina
Sailing the sky like a clipper on the sea
We reach as we try to join them on their journey
Then watch our lives drift by from the safety of our dreams
Some say they flew to Paris to see the Eiffel Tower
Others said to Lyon to settle by the Rhone
But I took the car, the kids and my memories
Caught the Dover ferry to live a life alone
Dancing so high like a prima ballerina
Sailing the sky like a clipper on the sea
We reach as we try to join them on their journey
Then watch our lives drift by from the safety of our dreams
So, listen all you young men there's warning in my story
Never take your sweethearts to the mountains in France
When Frenchmen are leaping young maids are waiting
To cradle in their thighs and do the thermal dance
Dancing so high like a prima ballerina
Sailing the sky like a clipper on the sea
We reach as we try to join them on their journey
Then watch our lives drift by from the safety of our dreams