Le Moulin Rouge
Lets go to Paris' finest venue.
Lets go enjoy the ride.
Where the skirts fly high,
and the gentlemen dressed in black tie.
Follow me behind the red curtain.
Experience this life.
Where the dancers entertain you,
and there's no strife.
Venez au Moulin Rouge,
and be apart what you dreamed of.
Feathers that drift, Diamonds that sparkle in the light.
That you'll wanna stay all night.
So come to this cabaret,
witness the cancan.
You'll love it forever,
cause nothing else is better.
Copyright © Reva Mae | Year Posted 2014
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