One Hundred More Than One Hundred Times Video (MV)

Have I told you the story of my girlfriend, Renee?
It was back in college when I was sick and very thin
How she was so healthy in every way
I wanted all of her energy, even the sunbeams

All the steeples and the seagulls
And the sounds of Paris were not a symphony
She sang the only song for me
Did I speak her language or something?
What did she see in me?
She made her own photography

When her skin came open, it was like yellow corn
I was scared and queasy feeling
The stuff beneath was more appealing
And I stayed in exile, in the loveliest dream
Found a tree that looked good to me
I laid her there for eternity