巴黎 - Ewen Carruthers
The taste of the wine and the coffee
The cigarette smoke in the air
The grace and the mystery the pride and history
Etched on the face of a city so for la la la
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Your cafes and your boulevards
The names that roll from the tongue
Bouleavard st germain versailles and montmartre
Paris you know that you've stolen my heart la la la
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And the back streets that vie with your beauty
I'll hide from my eyes if you can
Like the tell tale marks of childbirth
A woman will hide from the man la la la
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Oh Paris I love you I hate you
I cry but you do not grieve
For one of your lovers you've so many others
You don't even notice me go when I leave la la la
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La la la la la la la la la
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