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No. 20 - Song and Dance - Charm of Paris "Sur la Plage."
Lyrics by George Grossmith, Junr.
| Charm of Paris: | When in summer-time I go To some place mondaine, Very long incognito I cannot remain; Ev'ry day I do enjoy Bathing in the sea, But some stupid little boy Always stare at me. I turn my back-- he get Kodak. Mon Dieu, que t'es bête! Sur la plage, on the plage, They are full of persiflage When I take my bain-de-mer, At what do the men all stare? C'est un ange quand elle plonge Elle a beaucoup de courage, Il faut la voir dans la chic peignoir On the plage. In the sea not far I go, For I might get wet, Just about to there, you know, Quite enough, you bet. I'm so very brave, you see, When I've had my swim; If some man he look at me, I look back at him! Mauvais flaneur, méchant coureur Comme tu es bête! Sur la plage, on the plage, They are full of persiflage When I take my bain-de-mer, At what do the men all stare? C'est un ange quand elle plonge Elle a beaucoup de courage, Il faut la voir dans la chic peignoir On the plage. Sometimes in the Casino I am to be found, Watching les petites chevaux Gaily going round. All my money flies away, It is such a bore; Kind old gentleman, he say: "Can I lend you more?" Next day I see him stare at me, Le vieux marcheur! Sur la plage, on the plage, They are full of persiflage When I take my bain-de-mer, At what do the men all stare? C'est un ange quand elle plonge Elle a beaucoup de courage, Il faut la voir dans la chic peignoir On the plage. |
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