Vichyssoise (The French Soup Song)

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	1.	Vichyssoise (The French Soup Song) 03:37	lyrics	buy track
	So there I was Lost in a trance Walking on stones, with hunger in my bones In the South of France It was too hot to eat Anything too hot Did I want ice cream or something like that? I did not Suddenly I caught a sweet aroma I followed my nose around the corner To a bar, et voila, through the doors, zut alors, there she was Vichyssoise Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise Quel dommage, oo la la, et voila Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise The perfect dish you could wish for Vichyssoise Vichy Vichy vichyssoise Is a soup served cold No the soup is not hot But fear not the flavour is bold It’s made from onion and leek Potato and cream Wait for it to cool, think of it and drool It tastes like a dream The veggies are turned into puree It’s the perfect little dish for a summer day Hip hip hooray, et hurrah, there you are, oo la la, et voila Vichyssoise Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise Quel dommage, oo la la, et voila Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise The perfect dish you could wish for Vichyssoise Vichy swą ah ah ah ah ha ha ha ha Vichyssoise cha cha cha oo la la There you are are are are ah ha ha ha ha Et voila my little Vichyssoise Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise Quel dommage, oo la la, et voila Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise Vichy Vichy Vichyssoise The perfect dish you could wish for Vichyssoise