| Walking down the avenues and all that I need | |
| Is in one hand a cigarette, in the other one my sweethearts hand | |
| Walking down the tuileries, wherever we sit with our six-string | |
| The people would dance on the streets and would sing | |
| Going up to sacre-coeur, what can I say? | |
| Well the painters are painting and music will play all night | |
| Back to where we're coming from, we sleep for a while | |
| And the moon hits our eyes in this wonderful, wonderful night | |
| Paris in springtime, making you all mine | |
| There is a perfume that fills every boulevard | |
| Walking along the seine, taking you by the hand | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Suddenly the rain falls down, we're trying to hide | |
| Under trees on the champs elysées while the lights go down | |
| I take my guitar in hands and play for a while | |
| And a warm breeze is carrying the clouds away into the night | |
| Paris in springtime, making you all mine | |
| There is a perfume that fills every boulevard | |
| Walking along the seine, taking you by the hand | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| As we come to chatelet | |
| We sit into a nice cafe | |
| And we spend our last coins | |
| Going down to Luxembourg | |
| Passing by la rue du jour | |
| Singing one of our favourite tunes | |
| Then you put your arm around me, everything's fine | |
| And we pass through the arc de triomphe where a beggar lies | |
| Wrapped in ragged clothes he begs for some coins | |
| But we haven't got anythimg anymore for him tonight | |
| Paris in springtime, making you all mine | |
| There is a perfume that fills every boulevard | |
| Walking along the seine, taking you by the hand | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts |
| Walking down the avenues and all that I need | |
| Is in one hand a cigarette, in the other one my sweethearts hand | |
| Walking down the tuileries, wherever we sit with our sixstring | |
| The people would dance on the streets and would sing | |
| Going up to sacrecoeur, what can I say? | |
| Well the painters are painting and music will play all night | |
| Back to where we' re coming from, we sleep for a while | |
| And the moon hits our eyes in this wonderful, wonderful night | |
| Paris in springtime, making you all mine | |
| There is a perfume that fills every boulevard | |
| Walking along the seine, taking you by the hand | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Suddenly the rain falls down, we' re trying to hide | |
| Under trees on the champs elyse es while the lights go down | |
| I take my guitar in hands and play for a while | |
| And a warm breeze is carrying the clouds away into the night | |
| Paris in springtime, making you all mine | |
| There is a perfume that fills every boulevard | |
| Walking along the seine, taking you by the hand | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| As we come to chatelet | |
| We sit into a nice cafe | |
| And we spend our last coins | |
| Going down to Luxembourg | |
| Passing by la rue du jour | |
| Singing one of our favourite tunes | |
| Then you put your arm around me, everything' s fine | |
| And we pass through the arc de triomphe where a beggar lies | |
| Wrapped in ragged clothes he begs for some coins | |
| But we haven' t got anythimg anymore for him tonight | |
| Paris in springtime, making you all mine | |
| There is a perfume that fills every boulevard | |
| Walking along the seine, taking you by the hand | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts |
| Walking down the avenues and all that I need | |
| Is in one hand a cigarette, in the other one my sweethearts hand | |
| Walking down the tuileries, wherever we sit with our sixstring | |
| The people would dance on the streets and would sing | |
| Going up to sacrecoeur, what can I say? | |
| Well the painters are painting and music will play all night | |
| Back to where we' re coming from, we sleep for a while | |
| And the moon hits our eyes in this wonderful, wonderful night | |
| Paris in springtime, making you all mine | |
| There is a perfume that fills every boulevard | |
| Walking along the seine, taking you by the hand | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Suddenly the rain falls down, we' re trying to hide | |
| Under trees on the champs elysé es while the lights go down | |
| I take my guitar in hands and play for a while | |
| And a warm breeze is carrying the clouds away into the night | |
| Paris in springtime, making you all mine | |
| There is a perfume that fills every boulevard | |
| Walking along the seine, taking you by the hand | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| As we come to chatelet | |
| We sit into a nice cafe | |
| And we spend our last coins | |
| Going down to Luxembourg | |
| Passing by la rue du jour | |
| Singing one of our favourite tunes | |
| Then you put your arm around me, everything' s fine | |
| And we pass through the arc de triomphe where a beggar lies | |
| Wrapped in ragged clothes he begs for some coins | |
| But we haven' t got anythimg anymore for him tonight | |
| Paris in springtime, making you all mine | |
| There is a perfume that fills every boulevard | |
| Walking along the seine, taking you by the hand | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts | |
| Paris in springtime has taken our hearts |
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