Fianarantsoa

Written: Madagascar — January 1999

Verse One

It was late one evening in a Malagasy diner whenI met you
You had me so sprung up I just didn’t know what to do
All in a town, the locals they call Fianarantsoa

Chorus

Fianarantsoa, Fianarantsoa, Fianarantsoa

Verse Two

So I went down town and got me a plate of grilled zebu
Now this, my friend is smoothing you never wanted to do
Cause you spend next mornin' hunched down in the loo
All these things in a crazy old town, they all call Fianarantsoa

Chorus

Fianarantsoa, Fianarantsoa, Fianarantsoa

Verse Three

It was late one evening in a Malagasy diner when I met you
You had me so sprung up I just didn’t know what to do
All in a town, the locals they call Fianarantsoa

Chorus

Fianarantsoa, Fianarantsoa, Fianarantsoa

(2 B C)

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