Who put the palm over my blond?

Who put all the tar on the morning sand?

Who took ev'rything from where it once was

And left it where it was last seen?

Fontainebleau, they painted it green

Fontainebleau, for the well-to-do at the Fontainebleau

There's a palace in the gravy

That's holding on and on

Even after all the blue-haired ladies and the wheelchairs are gone

Fontainebleau, Fontainebleau



I guess the reason I'm so scared of it is

I stayed there once and I almost fit

I left before I got out of it



People were drownin' in their own Fontainebleau



Fontainebleau, was that me?

Fontainebleau, well I guess I'll see



Fontainebleau, where the surfer works

'Til the break of day

'Cause it takes a shark

To catch a wave at the Fontainebleau