Paris, the city of lovers Is glowing this evening True, that's because it's on fire But still, there's "l'amour" Somewhere out there in the night Her Heart is also alight And I know the guy she just might Be burning for
A guy like you She's never known, kid A guy like you A girl does not meet ev'ry day You've got a look That's all your own, kid Could there be two?
Like you? No way!
Those other guys That she could dangle All look the same From ev'ry boring point of view You're a surprise From ev'ry angle Mon Dieu above She's gotta love A guy like you
A guy like you Gets extra credit Because it's true You've got a certain some thing more
You're aces, kid You see that face You don't forget it Want something new? That's you For sure! We all have gaped
At some Adonis But then we crave a meal More nourishing to chew And since you've shaped Like a croissant is No question of She's gotta love A guy like you!
Call me a hopeless romatic But Quasi, I feel it She wants you so Any moment she'll walk through that door For... A guy so swell A guy like you With all you bring her- I tell you Quasi- -A fool could tell There never was -It's why she fell Another, was he? For you-know-who From king to serf To the bourgeoisie You ring the bell They're all a second-stringer
You're the bell ringer! When she wants oo-la-la Then she wants you la-la She will discover, guy You're one heckuva guy Who wouldn't love a guy Like you?
You got a lot The rest have not So she's gotta love A guy like you!