C'Est La Vie
I made a faux pas – c’est la vie!
And asked for butter on my bread,
The other diners stared at me.
I made a faux pas – c’est la vie!
And then I wanted Earl Grey tea…
‘Il est Anglais,’ the waiter said.
I made a faux pas – c’est la vie!
And asked for butter on my bread.
For Cyndi’s Un, Deux, Trios contest
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