THE ROYAL POLKA
Would you like to dance, Marquise
Would you like to dance the minuet
It most certainly will please you
Will you give me your hand s’il vous plait
Ah, ah, ah, ah, shall we go dancing
It is so entrancing
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
The minuet is the royal polka
While the marquis sit there so dozy
I’d like to taste of your lovely allure
To kiss your lips so soft and rosy
And show you, dear, about L’amour
Ah. Ah, ah, ah, shall we go dancing
It’s so entrancing
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
The minuet is the royal polka
I’ll take off your fine dress and laces
And gently loosen up your corselet
She was a big one !
What you call in Paris: a great dame
Now is the moment for embraces
But please let go off your lorgnette
Ah, ah, ah, ah, shall we go dancing
It’s so entrancing
Ah, ah, eh, eh
The minuet is the royal polka
O sweet emotion, passions fire
It is a blissful moment so divine
When I fulfill my great desire
For darling, now at last
I love you, I love you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Shall we go dancing
But what is wrong, you are hot to handle
You seem no more, no more in my embrace
Why you are melting like a candle
Explain, Marquise, what’s taking place?
Ah, ah, ah, ah, shall we go dancing
It’s so entrancing
Ah, ah, tiens, tiens, tiens, tiens
Où est-elle passé, Marquise où êtes-vous?
Hélas Monsieur, I am soft and waxy
And you, you are in the wax museum
It’s hard for us to be so sexy
When we are made of wax, not human
Oh,, oh, oh, oh, there’s no more dancing
No more romancing
Oh. oh. Oh, oh, this is the end of the royal Polka
Autor(es): Charles TRENET, Jeff JONES
