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
As I walk along the Bois de Boulogne 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
As I walk along the Bois de Boulogne 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 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
As I walk along the Bois de Boulogne 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
As I walk along the Bois de Boulogne 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 patronised the tables at the Monte Carlo hell 'Til they hadn't got a sou for a Christian or a Jew; So I quickly went to Paris for the charms of mademoiselle Who's the lodestone of my heart - what can I do When with twenty tongues she swears that she'll be true?
As I walk along the Bois de Boulogne 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
As I walk along the Bois de Boulogne 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