(Verse 1) Yo, Pierre Niney, what’s the deal? You’re the French heartthrob, but let’s keep it real, You’ve got that charm, but sometimes you trip, Like that time you slipped on your own movie script!

(Chorus) Pierre Niney, oh so fine-y, But your fashion sense? Man, it’s kinda whiny! You strut the red carpet, thinkin’ you’re a star, But those shoes you wore? They belong in a jar!

(Verse 2) You played Yves Saint Laurent, that’s a big role, But your hairstyle, bro, it’s outta control! You’re rockin’ that ‘do like it’s 1999, But we love you still, you’re one of a kind!

(Chorus) Pierre Niney, oh so fine-y, But your fashion sense? Man, it’s kinda whiny! You strut the red carpet, thinkin’ you’re a star, But those shoes you wore? They belong in a jar!

(Bridge) You’ve got the talent, we can’t deny, But your Instagram game? It makes us cry! Posting selfies with that pouty face, But we’re just here for the meme-worthy grace!

(Verse 3) Remember that time you forgot your lines? The audience laughed, it was one of those times! But you took it in stride, with a wink and a grin, That’s why we love you, you always win!

(Chorus) Pierre Niney, oh so fine-y, But your fashion sense? Man, it’s kinda whiny! You strut the red carpet, thinkin’ you’re a star, But those shoes you wore? They belong in a jar!

(Outro) So here’s to you, our French movie king, With all your quirks, you make our hearts sing! Keep doing you, don’t ever change, Just maybe let someone else pick your range!

(Peace out, Pierre, we still love ya!)