Sitting on the banks of the Seine in Paris
I see the girl with the braids in her hair
Her eyes are blue like the sky in Paris
And the way she walks with her savior-faire
I speak my French with little ease
I find it hard to find the words
All day long on the banks in Paris

Wandering the avenues that run through Paris
Walking among the crowds on the Champs-Élysées
Ma fille et moi, we fall in love in Paris
As we talk over drinks in our café
With la baguette and black coffee
We learn to speak the language of love
All day long on the streets of Paris

solo

Some dry champagne and camembert
Living such a life of bon vivant

Sitting on the banks of the Seine in Paris
Watching the lights go down as we drift away
Mona Lisa smiles at us in Paris
And the birds are singing now "nous parlons français"
Like the Moulin Rouge we know
Life is too short to throw away
All day long on the banks in Paris
In Paris, in Paris, in Paris, in Paris

Je connais une femme à Paris
Nous nous aimions
Mais elle est partis
J'aime ma femme à Paris
Ooh la la, ooh la la

Je ferias n'importe quoi
Pour prouver à elle
Mais elle est partis
J'aime ma femme à Paris
Ooh la la, ooh la la

Je suis si trist, ooh la la
Trés trist, ooh la la

Ooh la la, ooh la la
Ooh la la, ooh la la