| At the villa of the Baron De Signac
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| Where I spent a somewhat infamous year
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| At the villa of the Baron De Signac
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| I had ladies in attendance
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| Fire-opal pendant
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| Liaisons! |
| What’s happened to them?
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| Liaisons today
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| Disgraceful! |
| What’s become of them?
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| Some of them
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| Hardly pay their shoddy way
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| What once was a rare champagne
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| Is now just an amiable hock
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| What once was a villa, at least
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| Is «digs
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| What once was a gown with train
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| Is now just a simple little frock
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| What once was a sumptuous feast
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| Is figs
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| No--not even figs--raisins!
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| Ah, liaisons!
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| Now, where was I? |
| Where was I? |
| Oh, yes
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| At the palace of the Duke of Ferrara
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| Who was prematurely deaf but a dear
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| At the palace of the Duke of Ferrara
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| I acquired some position
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| Plus a tiny Titian
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| Liaisons! |
| What’s happened to them?
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| Liaisons today
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| To see them--indiscriminate
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| Women, it
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| Pains me more than I can say
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| The lack of taste that they display!
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| Where is style?
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| Where is skill?
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| Where is forethought?
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| Where’s discretion of the heart?
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| Where’s passion in the art?
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| Where’s craft?
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| With a smile
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| And a will
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| But with more thought
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| I acquired a chateau
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| Extravagantly o
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| Verstaffed
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| Too many people muddle sex
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| With mere desire
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| And when emotion intervenes
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| The nets descend
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| It should on no account perplex
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| Or worse, inspire
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| It’s but a pleasurable means
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| To a measurable end
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| Why does no one comprehend?
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| Let us hope this lunacy’s just a trend
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| Now where was I? |
| Where was I? |
| Oh, yes
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| In the castle of the King of the Belgians
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| (We would visit through a false chiffonier)
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| In the castle of the King of the Belgians
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| Who, when things got rather touchy
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| Deeded me a duchy
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| Liaisons! |
| What’s happened to them?
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| Liaisons today
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| Untidy! |
| Take my daughter, I
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| Taught her, I
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| Tried my best to point the way
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| I even named her Desiree
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| In a world where the kings are employers
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| Where the amateur prevails
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| And delicacy fails
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| To pay
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| In a world where the princes are lawyers
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| What can anyone expect
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| Except to recollect
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| Lia |