He did his little dance, here up in the north of Spain, Danced all the way to France,
Just to try and bring her rain
That´s the way of this man He rolled away the stone With a plastic crucifix ‘Cause he´d rather get his kicks Than be here all alone, That´s the way of this man
He´s not much of a bel esprit, She can´t seem to understand him A bit more like a chimpanzee
She thinks he has no soul ´Cause he never learned to crawl That´s the way of this man
And he can only sing Of his incipient love
That´s the way of this man He´s not much of a bel esprit She can´t seem to understand him A bit more like a chimpanzee That´s the way of this man That´s the way of this man That´s the way of this man That´s the way of this man