Who put the palm over my blonde? Who put all the tar on the morning sand? Who took everything from where it once was And put 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 and on Even after all the blue-haired ladies And the wheelchairs are gone. 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. Fontainebleau, where the surfer works Fontainebleau, 'til the break of day Fontainebleau, 'cause it takes a shark Fontainebleau, to catch a wave at the Fontainebleau.