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Let ev'ry good fellow now fill up his
glass,
Vive la Compagnie,
And drink to the health of our glorious class,
Vive la Compagnie.
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|: Vive la, vive la, vive l'amour, :|
Vive l'amour, vive l'amour,
Vive la Compagnie.
2. Let
every married man drink to his wife,
Vive la Compagnie,
They joy of his bosom, the plague of his life,
Vive la Compagnie.
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3. Come fill up your glasses, I'll
give you a toast,
Vive la Compagnie,
Here's a health to our good friend, our kind worthy host,
Vive la Compagnie.
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4. Since
all with good humor I've toasted so free,
Vive la Compagnie,
I hope it will please you to drink now with me,
Vive la Compagnie.
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