Lyrics

You've seen me in the cafes and the bars
Drinking champagne, smoking cigars
You ask me, is it madam or monsieur
I couldn't say, I am not sure

And yes, I'm wearing my brother's shoes
Standing outside the Moulin Rouge
But oh, no my darling nothing's wrong
I simply am la femme garçonne

Yes, I've heard all of the barbs
What is it, qu'est-ce que c'est la
Maybe I am more of a they/them
La femme garçonne, or garçon femme

Oh, do my hips give me away
A little swagger, a little sway
Cause I am not a daughter or a son
No, no, je suis la femme garçonne

And yes, I am maddeningly vague
Painted lips, unshaven legs
But you would give your life to know this form
To taste the freedom, the mystery
Of la femme garçonne