Writer(s): schroeder/wood
If you turn me down once more, Ill join the french foreign legion
Bet you, they would welcome me, with open arms
First you love me, yes; then you love me, no
I dont know where I stand
Do we march together down the isle
Or do I march that desert sand
If you think I wont find romance, in the french foreign legion
Think about that uniform with all its charm
Just one more time are you gonna be mine, or au revoir cheri
Its the french foreign legion for me
