Left bank caf, Strollin the quays, Watching the boats on the Seine come back again. Where is that girl I met, That girl that made me get those Paris blues and wonder? Why did I have to roam? I was so much at home, Ev`ry lovely evening in a cozy caf, Sipping champagne along the main boulevards. She was so fine, just like the wine. Now ev`ry day is black. Please, someone, send her back so I can lose those Paris blues.
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