1953 You don’t have to parlez-vous To understand the story I’m telling you It was a mademoiselle in gay Paris For years and years she hadn’t said, “Oui, oui” When she met a handsome stevedore She thought, “What in the world am I saving it for?” I want a little amour toujours Baby, it’s gotta be tonight for sure Tonight, tonight, by candle shine All that’s yours is going to be mine
She was at the Maida looking for a squeeze No one had ever filled up her diaries She said, “Cheri, I’ve waited long Hope it’s not too late for you to do me wrong” I want a little amour toujours Baby, it’s gotta be tonight for sure Tonight, tonight, at 8 o’clock If you’ve got the key it will fit the lock
I had a very handsome boyfriend once So big and so strong but such a dunce He treated me fair but he was a square He knew when but he didn’t know where I want a little amour toujours Baby, it’s gotta be tonight for sure Tonight, tonight, by half past nine You’ll be putting in some overtime
Most ladies like men who are big and tall But I don’t mind if you’re short and small I never measure ounce for ounce After all honey, it’s the punch that counts I want a little amour te jour Baby, it’s gotta be tonight for sure Tonight, tonight, by candle glow My dear I know your love will grow
I always used to dream of Charles Boyer I’d hope he’d drop in on me someday Although you have no claim to fame They tell me with the lights off, it’s all the same I want a little amour toujours Baby, it’s gotta be tonight for sure We’ll be wed, you’ll share my bread And mine will be thine, and thine will be mine All of the time