From his driftwood castle
  Comes a song I've heard before
  A scratchy gramophone cuts to the bone
  "La Vie En Rose" arpeggios
  So the dream begins
  And the song is amplified
  Buy the Beaujolais, on Bastille day
  He dances in the tide
  
  Chorus
  By the light of the moon
  He's a Frenchman for the night
  By the light of the moon
  It'll be all right
  
  Well it takes him back
  To the days of love and war
  And the girl he knew with eyes of blue
  Waiting on the shore
  If he'd only known
  How the years would fly on by
  Such a simple crime, he's run out of time
  So he reaches for the sky
  
  Chorus
  Blame it on the Champs Elysees
  Blame it on a tune
  Blame it on the stroke of Monet
  But you can't escape the moon
  
  He sees the stars above
  As the floor to heavens light
  While the angels taunt "C'est une nuit blanche"
  He's a Frenchman for the night
  
  Chorus
  From a driftwood castle
  Comes a song I've heard before
  A scratchy gramophone cuts to the bone
  "La Vie En Rose" arpeggios