Chalet Chalet - The Chap

Forget about the war

Just come knocking on my door

I just got my pay

I’ll whisk you away on a holiday

Let’s go go

Forget about the crunch

Just come help me pack our lunch

I just got me a car

Our private Eurostar, down some boulevard

Let’s go go

Forget about what’s next

Don’t even send a text

Let’s get away from this mess

There’s no need to stress, I’ve got GPS

Let’s go go

Forget about the cash

Just rely on my panache

Just let go of your fears

Let’s suspend our careers, continental beers

Let’s go go