Today’s Bastille Day for the French.
To me, it has no meaning;
Though at French restaurants, I’m sure,
The French will be convening.
To me, it has no meaning;
Though at French restaurants, I’m sure,
The French will be convening.
They’ll celebrate with escargot
And pop corks on champagne.
No Frenchman in the world
From Bastille parties will abstain.
And pop corks on champagne.
No Frenchman in the world
From Bastille parties will abstain.
But as for us, Americans,
We’ll have our beer or wine.
Today is nothing special
InAmerica
We’ll have our beer or wine.
Today is nothing special
In
And likewise, on July the fourth,
As firecrackers flew,
The folks inParis
And didn’t have a clue.
As firecrackers flew,
The folks in
And didn’t have a clue.
If I were born not in New York
But rather gay Paree,
I’d toast because today would be
A holiday for me!
But rather gay Paree,
I’d toast because today would be
A holiday for me!
when we were in paris in '92, just by coincidence, it was bastille day - what a hoot! we thought there was a coup or something, because there were soldiers everywhere with machine guns - it took our hotel front desk to allay our fears and say, 'it's our big holiday!' - and then we got to see fireworks over the eiffel tower, maybe the best show i'd ever seen. and the longest.
ReplyDeleteyes, but did you ever celebrate bastille day in colorado? quelle dommage! (i hope that's right!)
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