Anne from Cannes can can-can
Like no one else before;
When she cavorts, the raunchy sorts
All holler "Je t'adore!"
Anne from Cannes can can-can
While kicking un, deux, trois;
From head to toes she's quelquechose,
As well as ooh la la.
Anne from Cannes can can-can;
Each whish! and whoosh! and whee!
Portrays a lass of vigor, class,
And wild, abandoned glee.
Anne from Cannes can can-can;
She's now the toast of France.
It's uncanny how Miss Annie
Loves to do this dance!
Anne from Cannes could can-can,
And shake about at fond arms,
Until today: too much toucher,
And now she's with the gendarmes.
Mae Scanlan