Give Him the Ooh-La-La: The Riviera - Blossom Dearie

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

With the daring of her

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

With the daring of her

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