A Poodle In Paris

There once was a poodle from Paris Of course she called it Paris This wonderful poodle from Paris Was known as La Grande Fifi She had her hair cut just so tied with a purple bow And every dog that she'd meet would bark and bow For she danced the Cancan every Saturday night At a club they call "Le Bow Wow" Ah Fifi had such flair when she danced to the music Played by her band of Bichon Frise And the way she could prance in her Cancan dance Could bring a Dalmatian to its knees And every Dashchund and Terrier and Corgi Would beg for each encore she'd allow And every Bouvier would fight to get a place Saturday night At a club they call "Le Bow Wow" Fifi can Cancan and you can Cancan too Yes you can Cancan too it's something you can do Just kick your leg high up in the air kick the other one and there You can dance the Cancan, you can Cancan too So if you meet a poodle in Paris And if she is a beautiful sight If she seems to say that's my Champs Élysées Don't doubt for a minute she is right For she eats croissant and chocolate for breakfast She drinks coffee in a bowl with a baguette And she has her way in each sidewalk café They say ici ma Fifi ma chouette And if you want to see La Grande Fifi And know why your puppy would give her all its chow Just go and see her dance some Saturday night At a club they call "Le Bow Wow" Fifi can Cancan and you can Cancan too Yes you can Cancan too it's something you can do Just kick your leg high up in the air kick the other one and there You can dance the Cancan, you can Cancan too