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The Man that Broke the Bank at Monte Carlo. I've just got here, through Paris, from the sunny southern shore, I to Monte Carlo went, just to raise my winter's rent; Dame Fortune smil'd upon me as she'd never done before, And I've now such lots of money, I'm a gent, Yes, now I've such lots of money, I'm a gent. Chorus. As I walk along the Bois Boolong, With an independent air, Yon can hear the girls declare? He must be a millionaire. You can hear them sigh And wish to die, Yon can see them wink the other eye At the man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo. I stay in doors till after lunch, and then my daily walk, To the great Triumphal Arch is one grand triumphal march, Observed by each observer with the keenness of a hawk, I'm a mass of money, linen, silk, and starch. I'm a mass of money, linen, silk, and starch. I patronised the tables at the Monte Carlo hell, Till they hadn't got a sou for a Christian or a Jew; I then flew off to Paris for the charms of mad'moiselle. Who's the loadstone of my heart?what can I do When with twenty tongues she swears that she'll be true ?
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Probable period of publication:
1880-1900 shelfmark: L.C.Fol.70(90b)
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