Marseilles

By: The Angels


Bought me a box of french cigars.
Bought me a black beret.
Got my french from the girl next door.
Teachin' me night and day.

Got me thinkin' 'bout the south of France.
Vis-a-vis ou vous.
Pack my suitcase take a chance,
Got nothing to lose.

Gimme the sound of the rolling dice.
Gimme a whiskey don't think twice.
Deal me the card that takes my blues away.
Take me away to Marseilles

I'm still thinkin' 'bout the south of France.
Vis-a-vis ou vous.
Pack my suitcase take a chance,
Got nothing to lose.

Gimme the sound of the rolling dice.
Gimme a whiskey don't think twice.
Deal me the card that takes my blues away.
Take me away to Marseilles

I'm still thinkin' 'bout the south of France.
Vis-a-vis ou vous.
Pack my suitcase take a chance,
Got nothing to lose.

Gimme the sound of the rolling dice.
Gimme a whiskey don't think twice.
Deal me the card that takes my blues away.
Take me away to Marseilles

(Repeat + Fade)
Take me away to Marseilles
Ma ma ma ma ma Marseilles.


* I thought this verse was in it somewhere toward the end,
but when I listen to the track, I can't figure out where..

Fast trains, jet plane money to burn.
Don't ask the reason why.
Drinking champagne playing it cool.
Don't even have to try.