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Has left her old companions and faded from view, punch and judy in the park, her heart was warm and gay
Her heart was warm and gay, i heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe, her heart was warm and gay
Has left her old companions and faded from view, she has left the seine The, the last time i saw paris
Her streets are where they were, the last time i saw paris, punch and judy in the park
i heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe
In markets at dawn, i ll remember her that way
She has left the seine, the last time i saw paris
selling flowers
I dodged the same old taxicabs that i had dodged for years, children who applauded Last, has left her old companions and faded from view
her heart was warm and gay
Her heart was warm and gay, and people who shared them
I heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe, i ll remember her that way, children who applauded
A lady known as paris, til the town went dark The, in markets at dawn
punch and judy in the park
Her heart was warm and gay, a lady known as paris, i ll think of happy hours
romantic and charming
Children who applauded, selling flowers Saw, she has left the seine
and people who shared them
No matter how they change her, the last time i saw paris
And those who danced at night and kept our paris bright, romantic and charming Paris, romantic and charming
I ll remember her that way, lonely men with lonely eyes are seeking her in vain
Selling flowers, in markets at dawn, selling flowers
And people who shared them, romantic and charming
i ll think of happy hours
And those who danced at night and kept our paris bright, her trees were dressed for spring
She has left the seine, and people who shared them
romantic and charming
the chorus of their squeaky horns was music to my ears
romantic and charming
in markets at dawn
The last time i saw paris, children who applauded Time, i ll remember her that way
Has left her old companions and faded from view, and people who shared them, selling flowers
Her trees were dressed for spring, her heart was warm and gay Last, children who applauded
I heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe, and those who danced at night and kept our paris bright Coward, i ll think of happy hours
The last time i saw paris, and lovers walked beneath those trees and birds found songs to sing
Lonely men with lonely eyes are seeking her in vain, no matter how they change her, i ll think of happy hours
Children who applauded, but there s no sign of her
Punch and judy in the park, children who applauded Time, the chorus of their squeaky horns was music to my ears
I ll remember her that way, lonely men with lonely eyes are seeking her in vain
she has left the seine
she has left the seine