croissant or baguette

(Verse 1) There's a Frenchman in Paris, with a love so grand, For baguettes and croissants, he can hardly stand. Each morning he ponders, which one to hold tight, Both bring him joy, from morning 'til night. (Verse 2) The baguette stands tall, a symbol of France, With its crusty exterior, and soft inner dance. While the croissant, flaky and light as air, Brings a smile to his face, without a care. (Verse 3) He sits in the café, torn between two treats, Both tempting his taste buds, with their delicious feats. But in the end, he knows, it's not about the choice, But the love for both, that makes his heart rejoice. (Drop) (Verse 4) So he takes them both home, with a gleam in his eye, Savoring each bite, beneath the Parisian sky. For in the land of love and pastry delights, Why choose between two loves, when both feel just right? (Solo) (Verse 5) The Frenchman stood there, pondering, with a furrowed brow, Baguette or croissant, he couldn't choose. But just as he reached, his hand froze mid-air, For a voice from the baker said, "Why not try an éclair?" (Epic Drop) (Uplifting Solo) (Verse 6) His eyes widened in surprise as he turned to the baker's face, A new world of possibilities unfolded in this place. He took the éclair with gratitude, feeling joy and glee Realizing that sometimes, the best choice is yet to be. (Epic Sad Guitar Solo) (Outro)