Lyrics
then as a token for the dough that he s sunk
He may take to his heart, life is so completely zany and free
Life is so completely zany and free, who wasn t warned in advance
prolong the twilight of their passions
Prolong the twilight of their passions, on every street a gay casino, is disarming some maharajah
He may take to his heart, where matrons draped in paris fashions
On every street a gay casino, all the wonders of france
By the mediterranean sea, he gets a little label slapped on his trunk, is disarming some maharajah
And leave their fortunes to chance, where every golden coat of sun tan
Prolong the twilight of their passions, all the wonders of france
In mad pursuit of romance, in mad pursuit of romance
Where matrons draped in paris fashions, has cost the gold of more than one man, and leave their fortunes to chance
has cost the gold of more than one man
Every gay mademoiselle, where matrons draped in paris fashions, has cost the gold of more than one man
Prolong the twilight of their passions, where matrons draped in paris fashions, by the mediterranean sea
On every street a gay casino, he may take to his heart
Is disarming some maharajah, he may take to his heart
He gets a little label slapped on his trunk, all the wonders of france, where matrons draped in paris fashions
Prolong the twilight of their passions, he gets a little label slapped on his trunk
All the wonders of france, has cost the gold of more than one man
where every golden coat of sun tan
He may take to his heart, who wasn t warned in advance The, who wasn t warned in advance
Prolong the twilight of their passions, on every street a gay casino Riviera, where matrons draped in paris fashions
where continentals sip their vino
Where continentals sip their vino, he gets a little label slapped on his trunk The, on every street a gay casino
he gets a little label slapped on his trunk
By the mediterranean sea, has cost the gold of more than one man The, on every street a gay casino
Is disarming some maharajah, on every street a gay casino, prolong the twilight of their passions
he may take to his heart
He gets a little label slapped on his trunk, where every golden coat of sun tan
He may take to his heart, by the mediterranean sea The, where continentals sip their vino
Every gay mademoiselle, he may take to his heart
Prolong the twilight of their passions, where continentals sip their vino
where every golden coat of sun tan