Mon Cheri

You're dear to me

I collected photographs

Mon Cheri

If you'd have grilled me

I'd believe this photograph is only

The thing we'd come to see so naturally

Beep, beep

You take out the trash in the dark

You hang out clothes in the dark

We play our guitars in the dark

Just one wet finger in the dark

Enough to put out a spark

I'll never adjust to the dark

Broom, broom, beep, beep

You're dear to me

I'm collectin' photographs

Mon Cheri

If you'd have grilled me

I'd believe this photograph is only

The thing we'd come to see so naturally

Mon Cheri

We take out the trash in the dark

We hang our clothes in the dark

We play our guitars in the dark

Just one wet finger in the dark

Is enough to put out a spark

I'll never adjust to the dark

Broom, broom, beep, beep