| Song | The Riviera |
| Artist | Blossom Dearie |
| Album | Winchester in Apple Blossom Time |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Coleman, McCarthy | |
| The Riviera | |
| On every street a gay casino | |
| Where continentals sip their vino | |
| And leave their fortunes to chance | |
| The Riviera | |
| Where matrons draped in Paris fashions | |
| Prolong the twilight of their passions | |
| In mad pursuit of romance | |
| Every gay mademoiselle | |
| Is disarming some Maharajah | |
| With the daring of her [Incomprehensible] | |
| Life is so completely zany and free | |
| By the Mediterranean sea | |
| Ah, the Riviera | |
| Where every golden coat of sun tan | |
| Has cost the gold of more than one man | |
| Who wasn't warned in advance | |
| He may take to his heart | |
| All the wonders of France | |
| Then as a token for the dough that he's sunk | |
| He gets a little label slapped on his trunk | |
| The Riviera | |
| The Riviera | |
| On every street a gay casino | |
| Where continentals sip their vino | |
| And leave their fortunes to chance | |
| The Riviera | |
| Where matrons draped in Paris fashions | |
| Prolong the twilight of their passions | |
| In mad pursuit of romance | |
| Every gay mademoiselle | |
| Is disarming some Maharajah | |
| With the daring of her [Incomprehensible] | |
| Life is so completely zany and free | |
| By the Mediterranean sea | |
| Ah, The Riviera | |
| Where every golden coat of sun tan | |
| Has cost the gold of more than one man | |
| Who wasn't warned in advance | |
| He may take to his heart | |
| All the wonders of France | |
| Then as a token for the dough that he's sunk | |
| He gets a little label slapped on his trunk | |
| The Riviera |
| zuo ci : Coleman, McCarthy | |
| The Riviera | |
| On every street a gay casino | |
| Where continentals sip their vino | |
| And leave their fortunes to chance | |
| The Riviera | |
| Where matrons draped in Paris fashions | |
| Prolong the twilight of their passions | |
| In mad pursuit of romance | |
| Every gay mademoiselle | |
| Is disarming some Maharajah | |
| With the daring of her Incomprehensible | |
| Life is so completely zany and free | |
| By the Mediterranean sea | |
| Ah, the Riviera | |
| Where every golden coat of sun tan | |
| Has cost the gold of more than one man | |
| Who wasn' t warned in advance | |
| He may take to his heart | |
| All the wonders of France | |
| Then as a token for the dough that he' s sunk | |
| He gets a little label slapped on his trunk | |
| The Riviera | |
| The Riviera | |
| On every street a gay casino | |
| Where continentals sip their vino | |
| And leave their fortunes to chance | |
| The Riviera | |
| Where matrons draped in Paris fashions | |
| Prolong the twilight of their passions | |
| In mad pursuit of romance | |
| Every gay mademoiselle | |
| Is disarming some Maharajah | |
| With the daring of her Incomprehensible | |
| Life is so completely zany and free | |
| By the Mediterranean sea | |
| Ah, The Riviera | |
| Where every golden coat of sun tan | |
| Has cost the gold of more than one man | |
| Who wasn' t warned in advance | |
| He may take to his heart | |
| All the wonders of France | |
| Then as a token for the dough that he' s sunk | |
| He gets a little label slapped on his trunk | |
| The Riviera |
| zuò cí : Coleman, McCarthy | |
| The Riviera | |
| On every street a gay casino | |
| Where continentals sip their vino | |
| And leave their fortunes to chance | |
| The Riviera | |
| Where matrons draped in Paris fashions | |
| Prolong the twilight of their passions | |
| In mad pursuit of romance | |
| Every gay mademoiselle | |
| Is disarming some Maharajah | |
| With the daring of her Incomprehensible | |
| Life is so completely zany and free | |
| By the Mediterranean sea | |
| Ah, the Riviera | |
| Where every golden coat of sun tan | |
| Has cost the gold of more than one man | |
| Who wasn' t warned in advance | |
| He may take to his heart | |
| All the wonders of France | |
| Then as a token for the dough that he' s sunk | |
| He gets a little label slapped on his trunk | |
| The Riviera | |
| The Riviera | |
| On every street a gay casino | |
| Where continentals sip their vino | |
| And leave their fortunes to chance | |
| The Riviera | |
| Where matrons draped in Paris fashions | |
| Prolong the twilight of their passions | |
| In mad pursuit of romance | |
| Every gay mademoiselle | |
| Is disarming some Maharajah | |
| With the daring of her Incomprehensible | |
| Life is so completely zany and free | |
| By the Mediterranean sea | |
| Ah, The Riviera | |
| Where every golden coat of sun tan | |
| Has cost the gold of more than one man | |
| Who wasn' t warned in advance | |
| He may take to his heart | |
| All the wonders of France | |
| Then as a token for the dough that he' s sunk | |
| He gets a little label slapped on his trunk | |
| The Riviera |