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.