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| - Is this the trail to Payard's Place, was all I said
This concierge has heard that question lots before
We strolled through Caesar's Casino and marched straight ahead
It was on a corner curve
From an inside counter serve
It was there where we saw the macarons.
The waitress poured our water into tiny cups
She got the caprese sandwich from the fridge
She took crepe batter from a tin and whipped it up
Added mushrooms, chicken, cream
It was a Paris cafe dream
Expensive, but ended too soon
Those summer nights, when we were free
Four-day vacation for wifey and me
Travel eaters, travel eaters
And in our quest for macarons
We stumbled on these DESERT MOONs
Vegas dreamers, Vegas dreamers
Of DESERT MOONs
Of macarons
Of DESERT MOONs
Of macarons
Caprese sandwich mozzarella fresh and light
Basil and tomato so mixed well
The chicken crepe needed something to make it right
We got mojito mint cheesecake
Too rich for me to take
And then we got to our macarons
I've never had a macaron I've liked before
Europane has the closest to me heart
But when I tried this Payard disk, I wanted more
The fillings not too sweet
A flaky cookie treat
These desserts made my tongue and heart swoon
Those summer nights, when we were free
Four-day vacation for wifey and me
Travel eaters, travel eaters
And in our quest for macarons
We stumbled on these DESERT MOONs
Vegas dreamers, Vegas dreamers
Of DESERT MOONs
Of macarons
Of DESERT MOONs
Of macarons
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