| |
|
 |
i met a girl on a paris train
she put it in a letter
i think i might do the same
she said her name was stella
stella was russian and ready to go
suggesting something better
she told ME where she liked to go
fontainebleau
fontainebleau
that’s what i’ll do
i’ve been to holland, i’ve been to spain
in good and sudden weather
the kids there they talk of everything
that is america
i played my song in a gauda café
and thought about that train
and faces that saturate everything
in fontainebleau
fontainebleau
that’s what i’ll do
fontainebleau
fontainebleau
fontainebleau
that’s what i’ll do
|
stella, where are you going
this train goes way too slow
england might have been a blast
london walks cleared my mind
as i got to the top of primrose hill
i started feeling fine
the end of a journey had worn
me down
but what kept it glowing
was that soothing voice in my mind
that sent me going to
fontainebleau
fontainebleuu
that’s what i’ll do
fontainebleau
fontainebleuu
fontainebleau
that’s what i’ll do |
|
