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Nuit a Paris: Same Night in Paris (Pt. 1: One Night in Paris/Pt. 2: The
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Bonjour, Monsieur
Paris really welcomes you
It's the best room in the house
It's 40 francs a night, all right?
It's crazy
It isn't worth a centime
I'll take it
Merci, Monsieur
Rouged lips in the gaslight
A great view of the hall
That's the way the croissant crumbles after all
Paris is only one step away
Les girls are out on bail
Trรจs bien, there's love for sale
Oh my cheri, wish you were mine
And I'll show you a wonderful time
For the price of a cheap champagne
I'll show it too once again
One night in Paris
Is like a year in any other place
One night in Paris
Will wipe the smile off your pretty face
One girl in Paris
Is like loving every woman
One night in Paris
One night in Paris
One night in Paris
Maybe your last
Is he gonna buy?
Hey, you want the little culture?
Is he gonna pay?
Maybe Monsieur is into photographs, non?
Or is he gonna fall in love
The all American way?
I got a watch with a beautiful Swiss movement
Is he gonna buy?
Oh, forget the watch, I'll show you a good time
Is he gonna pay?
Le connoisseur want something different?
Or is he gonna fall in love
The all American way?
Oh, you know you ain't no Casanova
You can't even do the bossa nova
Or the tango or the samba
Though you are so very charming
No, you ain't no Casanova
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Is he gonna buy? (Is he gonna buy?)
Is he gonna pay? (Is he gonna pay?)
Or is he gonna fall in love
The all American way?
Is he gonna buy? (Is he gonna buy?)
Is he gonna pay? (Is he gonna pay?)
Or is he gonna fall in love
The all American way?
Sometimes I think he will
But then again
One night in Paris
Is like a year in any other place
One night in Paris
Will wipe the smile off your pretty face
Try a girl in Paris
But try one of mine
Each night in Paris
Each night in Paris
Each night in Paris
Each night in Paris
Maybe your last
42, guarante-deux
Rue de Saint Jacques
All our girls are, how you say
Good in the sack
I was a stripper
On the Champs Elysรฉes
He was a gendarme
In the gendarmerie
Going, ooh, la, la, la
Ooh, la, la, la, la
He was a pimp
In a black beret
But he was an artiste
In his own way
Ooh, la, la, la
Ooh, la, la, la, la
When they raided my club that night (that night)
They ruined my act with the leather umbrella
The Chief de Police got a fright (got a fright)
He was up in my boudoir with some other fella, oh
It's only routine
But I got this feeling
It ain't good for business
Then the floor cleared
A woman screamed to herself
Henri, though you're not the toast of Paris
I love you, although you bed and beat me
Henri, leave it alone
For the gendarme's just doing his job
Paris is only one step away
Murder is only one step away
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Notre Dame is ringing her bells
Another gendarme has gone to hell
Notre Dame is ringing her bells
Another gendarme has gone to hell
To hell, to hell, to hell, to hell, to hell, to hell...
One night in Paris
Is like a year in any other place
One night in Paris
Will wipe the smile off your pretty face
One girl in Paris
Is like loving every woman
This night in Paris
This night in Paris
This night in Paris
This night in Paris
Maybe your last
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