Josephine Songtext

If I were Napoleon, you could be my Josephine.
We could go to drive-in films in my red convertible.
If I were Napoleon, I might be in magazines.
I'd write some science fiction--science fiction about you.
You could be my Josephine: just you and your chaperone.
Let you be my Josephine, Josephine.
If I were Napoleon, you could be my lady love.
Look into my soft blue eyes.
Run your fingers through my hair.
If I were Napoleon, you could be my turtle-dove,
Living out in Corsica in our summer cottages.
And you could be my Josephine and we could be Siamese twins
Let you be my Josephine, Josephine
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