So we already wrecked the rental car And I've already lost my way My feet entombed in this tourist bar For a day, anyway So lay me out on the cobblestone And unfurl this aching jib The streets all built on ancient bones And the crib of the ribs Won't the mistral Blow it all away? Won't the mistral Blow away? Won't the mistral Blow it all away? Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow So it's me and you and the baby boy And a fourth to share the weight We're eking out a little joy From what awaits back in the States Won't the mistral Blow it all away? (Won't it blow it down?) Won't the mistral Blow away? Won't the mistral Blow it all away? (Won't it blow it down?) Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow Won't the mistral Blow it all away? (Won't it blow it down?) Won't the mistral Blow away? Won't the mistral Blow it all away? (Won't it blow it down?) Won't it blow, won't it blow, won't it blow Won't the mistral Blow it all away? (Won't it blow it down?) Won't the mistral Blow away?