Tonight we sleep on silken sheets

We drink fine wine and eat rare meats

On Carousel and gambling stake

Our fortunes speed, and dissipate.

It's candlelight and chandelier,

It's silver plate and crystal clear.

The nights we stay at Hotel Grand



Tonight we dine at Hotel Ritz.

(A golden dish with every wish ).

It's mirrored walls, and velvet drapes,

Dry champagne, and bursting grapes.

Dover sole, and Oeufs Mornay,

Profiteroles and Peach Flambe,

The waiters dance on fingertips

The nights we dine at Hotel Ritz



One more toast to greet the morn

The wine and dine have danced till dawn

Where's my Continental Bride?

We'll Continental slip and slide

Early morning pinch and bite -

(These French girls always like to fight)

It's serenade and Sarabande,

The nights we stay at Hotel Grand

Les nuits qu'on passe l'Hotel Grande.