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RIVIERA CAYF (Lance Percival / George Martin / Myles Rudge) Lance Percival - 1963 We sat there in this cayf This Riviera Cayf The menu was in French, huh-ho-ho And the plumbin' wasn't safe We ordered tea for two It cost us twelve and nine And something in a bag Was floatin' round in mine And all the while the music played And people fraternised right up the esplanade I told the wife we'd be better orf in Blackpool It's more genteel and you can get a decent meal Hey-yucka-ducka-die-oh This French highlife, we'd be better orf in Blackpool I told the wife and the wife she said to me Mais oui, no, we may not We sat there in this cayf An hour or two went by A garcon in a vest was givin' her the eye The dirty swine We ordered steak and chips They brought us something stewed It smelled like it was orf And it looked extremely rude And all the while the music played And what went on put dolce vita in the shade I told the wife we'd be better orf in Blackpool They've got a pier, which is more than they've got 'ere Hey-yucka-ducka-die-oh Frogs on my knife, we'd be better orf in Blackpool I told the wife, but the wife and this garcon They'd gone! (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - March 2015)

    





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