Moni Mon Amie - Julia Holter

Moni, mon amie, you’d be the death of me

With your silver lips and lies

Moni, mon amie, I feel so ordinary

When you go out with your friends

And your passion’s transparent

O, Moni

Serve me heaven even when you’re gone!

In my dreams

O, Moni

Hours become years when you’re gone!

I look at you and I would rather look at you

Than all the portraits in the world