歌詞

I bought me a box of French cigars Bought me a black beret Get my French from the girl next door Teaching me night and day She's got me thinking 'bout the south of France I'll pack my suitcase, takin' a chance I've got nothing to lose So, gimme the sound of a rolling dice Gimme the whisky, don't think twice Deal me the card to take my blues away Take me away to Marseilles Fast train, jet plane, money to burn Don't ask for reason why Drinking champagne, playing it cool Don't even have to try, baby Gimme the sound of the rolling dice Gimme the whisky, don't think twice Deal me the card to take my blues away Take me away to Marseilles Tiggers like to bounce Take me away to Marseilles Fast train, jet plane, money to burn Don't ask the reason why I'm drinking champagne, playing it cool Don't even have to try Well, I'm still thinking 'bout the south of France Vis-à-vis de vous I'll pack my suitcase, takin' a chance I've got nothing to lose So, gimme the sound of the rolling dice Gimme the whisky, don't think twice Deal me the card to take my blues away, black jack Take me away to Marseille (take me) Take me away to Marseille (take me) Take me away to Marseille (take me) I wanna go to Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Marseille You take my blues away You take my blues away You take my blues away You take my blues away Take me away to Marseilles
Writer(s): Bernard Patrick Neeson, Richard Brewster-jones, John Brewster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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