South of France

Drivin' in the south of France
 And I'm blastin' Abba
 Moroccan guy askin me
 A sensual question
 Lookin' at the beach
 It's a shame
 That it's a-rainin'
 I wish I could take a swim
 Instead I'm stuck in a cab with a stranger
 Drank last night and I feel like shit
 I hate every book I've ever read
 Take back the words I never said
 I need somewhere to rest my head
 I'm lookin' for a big old, big old med
 Two years later I'm back in the same town
 This time I brought my girlfriend
 We fought at the beach and slept at a?
 We told each other it was the end
 All the girls on the beach all topless and tan
 Real pretty bodies what would they taste like, man
 I wish I was different
 More like Duvall (?)
 But every time I try I realize I can't
 I hear a party and?
 I can hear all of them?
 Ever wait four years?
 I'm just gonna wait for the next day
 Next day I wake up
 I drink coffee
 And I go for a walk around town
 Buy some drugs off a street man
 Go back hotel
 Lie back down
 I'm thinkin' there's a gas leak in my room
 I'm on drugs
 I'm freakin' out
 Do I call the? and tell him
 Or do I just go back to sleep
 I hate every book I've ever read
 Take back the words you never said
 I need somewhere to rest my head
 I'm lookin' for a big old, big old med