Blossom Dearie - The Riviera lyrics
[Blossom Dearie - The Riviera lyrics]
The Riviera on every street a gay casino
Where continentals sip their vino
And leave their fortunes to chance
The Riviera
Where matrons draped in Paris fashions
Prolong the twilight of their passions
In mad pursuit of romance
Every gay mademoiselle
Is disarming some Maharajah
Life is so completely zany and free
By the Mediterranean sea ah, the Riviera
Where every golden coat of sun tan
Has cost the gold of more than one man
Who wasn't warned in advance
He may take to his heart
All the wonders of France
Then as a token for the dough that he's sunk
He gets a little label slapped on his trunk
The Riviera
The Riviera on every street a gay casino
Where continentals sip their vino
And leave their fortunes to chance
The Riviera
Where matrons draped in Paris fashions
Prolong the twilight of their passions
In mad pursuit of romance
Every gay mademoiselle
Is disarming some Maharajah
Life is so completely zany and free
By the Mediterranean sea ah, The Riviera
Where every golden coat of sun tan
Has cost the gold of more than one man
Who wasn't warned in advance
He may take to his heart
All the wonders of France
Then as a token for the dough that he's sunk
He gets a little label slapped on his trunk
The Riviera
Where continentals sip their vino
And leave their fortunes to chance
The Riviera
Where matrons draped in Paris fashions
Prolong the twilight of their passions
In mad pursuit of romance
Every gay mademoiselle
Is disarming some Maharajah
Life is so completely zany and free
By the Mediterranean sea ah, the Riviera
Where every golden coat of sun tan
Has cost the gold of more than one man
Who wasn't warned in advance
He may take to his heart
All the wonders of France
Then as a token for the dough that he's sunk
He gets a little label slapped on his trunk
The Riviera
The Riviera on every street a gay casino
Where continentals sip their vino
And leave their fortunes to chance
The Riviera
Where matrons draped in Paris fashions
Prolong the twilight of their passions
In mad pursuit of romance
Every gay mademoiselle
Is disarming some Maharajah
Life is so completely zany and free
By the Mediterranean sea ah, The Riviera
Where every golden coat of sun tan
Has cost the gold of more than one man
Who wasn't warned in advance
He may take to his heart
All the wonders of France
Then as a token for the dough that he's sunk
He gets a little label slapped on his trunk
The Riviera
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