I met her in Geneva
She tells me about her dream life
About the chalet, the boarding school
She was a good student
Parents in cosmetics
She speaks French, German
In winter she bobsleds
In summer she surfs in Anglet
She knows Aspen, Bamiyan
Otherwise it's hypokhâgne, khâgne
Training with the Legion
I've got a date with her at L'Usine
I hop out, there's reggae
I grope like a blind guy
I only see people dancing
But it feels like soundchecks
Talk to locals
Who quietly hold court
It's not the Cajoline ad
Cinema for the blind
Love, chases
Thanks to the impresario
She got a script
Called The Woman from Rio
Without a single scene in Rio
With cigarillo-toting brutes
But she pulls it off brilliantly
The young actress will be bankable
A mega-star like Clark Gable
In Big Apple's boroughs
Under the spotlights and the projectors
The prod chose a voice-over
And the dialog writer only worked
Cinema for the blind
Love, chases