I tried so hard to tell her That this was not the answer Willing and unstable She was born to be a dancer Always on the table Insider her [?] Stood a tiny statue With a face full of regret She wandered through the streets That told her where to go And the city never sleeps Because it doesn't have a home Born inside a test tube 'Cause daddy wasn't clean The product of a madman And a dirty magazine Sings I loved you In Biarritz I loved you In Biarritz I loved you In Biarritz All the time There seems to be a problem With the place in which we live The butcher's lost his temper And the vicar won't forgive See the village moron standing on his own Laughing at himself and taking pictures with his phone With every open doorway And all the shining lights You'd think that in the face of death they'd learn to be polite Well if there is a God I'd like to let him in I'd ask him what he's done with George and kick him in the shin I loved you In Biarritz I loved you In Biarritz I loved you In Biarritz All the time I remember nightly I would sit and wait Always in the kitchen Always in a state She used to sing so softly It took away my pain But since she killed my brother It'll never be the same I wish it could be different And that we could start again The world has lost a lover and a thinker and a friend All across the country I hear her little voice I'd like to go and see her but I haven't got a choice 'Cause I loved you In Biarritz I loved you In Biarritz Yeah I loved you In Biarritz Oh Je t'aime À Biarritz Je t'aime À Biarritz Je t'aime À Biarritz Je t'aime chaque jour