Sunday, May 20, 2012
so I quickly went to Paris -- 1892
Speranza
1892
as I walk along the Bois Boolong with an independent air
you can hear the girls declare
he must be a millionaire
you can hear them sigh and wish to die
you can see them wink the other eye
at the man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo.
I've just got here, through Paris, from the sunny southern shore;
I to Monte Carlo went, just to raise my winter's rent.
dame Fortune smiled upon me as she'd never done before,
and I've now such lots of money, I'm a gent.
yes, I've now such lots of money, I'm a gent.
I stay indoors till after lunch, and then my daily walk
to the great Triumphal Arch is one grand triumphal march,
observed by each observer with the keenness of a hawk,
I'm a mass of money, linen, silk and starch –
I'm a mass of money, linen, silk and starch.
I patronised the tables at the Monte Carlo hell
till they hadn't got a sou for a Christian or a Jew;
so I quickly went to Paris for the charms of mad'moiselle,
who's the loadstone of my heart - what can I do,
when with twenty tongues she swears that she'll be true?
-- Fred Gilbert.
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