The Riviera
Blossom Dearie · Plus Je T'embrasse [2013]
(Cy Coleman/Joseph Allan McCarthy)
The Riviera
On every street a gay casino
Where continentals sip their
And leave their fortunes to chance
The Riviera
Where matrons draped in Paris fashions
Prolong the twilight of their passions
In that pursuit of romance
Every gay madamselle
Is disarming some ?
With the daring of her ?
Life is so completely zany & free
By the Mediterranean sea
Ah the Riviera
Where every golden coat of suntan
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
And leave their fortunes to chance
The Riviera
Where matrons draped in Paris fashions
Prolong the twilight of their passions
In that pursuit of romance
Every gay madamselle
Is disarming some ?
With the daring of her ?
Life is so completely zany & free
By the Mediterranean sea
Ah the Riviera
Where every golden coat of suntan
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
And leave their fortunes to chance
The Riviera
Where matrons draped in Paris fashions
Prolong the twilight of their passions
In that pursuit of romance
Every gay madamselle
Is disarming some ?
With the daring of her ?
Life is so completely zany & free
By the Mediterranean sea
Ah the Riviera
Where every golden coat of suntan
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
And leave their fortunes to chance
The Riviera
Where matrons draped in Paris fashions
Prolong the twilight of their passions
In that pursuit of romance
Every gay madamselle
Is disarming some ?
With the daring of her ?
Life is so completely zany & free
By the Mediterranean sea
Ah the Riviera
Where every golden coat of suntan
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