A certain "Je ne sais quoi"

Un, deux, trois, quatre

I feel like sending you a love letter

Let's face it, nobody does it better

You're a promising prospect

From what I've seen

If you wanna take me out on a detour

I'm not feelin' too demure

I like the cut of your jib

If you know what I mean

There's something about that look in your eyes

There's something about the way that you smile

You've really got a certain "je ne sais quoi"

In Berlin, you're dancing to techno

Before you catch the first flight to Moscow

You know your way around an espace d'affaires

On the coast, you're such a creation

And though New York's just an obligation

I've every confidence you'll amuse yourself there

There's something about that look in your eyes

There's something about the way that you smile

You've really got a certain "je ne sais quoi"

There's something about the way that you think

There's something about the wine that you drink

You've really got a certain "je ne sais quoi"

It's all perception

How people see you

And when they see you

They want to be you

Un, deux, trois, quatre

In Tehran, they've known you for years

In spite of clerical fears

They think you understand their point of view

In the old days, it would have been Rome

But now Beijing's a second home

It started in the eighties, just Bertolucci and you

There's something about that look in your eyes

There's something about the way that you smile

You've really got a certain "je ne sais quoi"

There's something about the words you employ

There's something about the clothes you enjoy

You've really got a certain "je ne sais quoi"

When people see you

They want to be you