The days were charming The nights heartwarming Our time was sweet and gay Jee, how I wish I’d had my way Believe me, I would stay
Bye bye Paris, sad, but I gotta go What a town, what a night, What a crowd, what a sight, What a show
Bye bye Paris, hope to see you again I’m gonna do my best And get back as fast As I can
Bye bye Paris, and don’t change one little thing You got style, you got class, You’re all wild, you got jazz, You got swing
Bye bye Paris, sad, but I gotta go What a town, what a night, What a crowd, what a sight, What a show
Al’right—
Solo.
Well, they call Paris the city of love, The right place for romance But I found ouʔ that first of all Paris is a place to dance
Bye bye Paris, my feet are hurtin’ so bad, But I’m glad: it was worth for all that fun that we had
Al’right—
Solo.
Well, they call Paris the city of love, The right place for romance But I found ouʔ that first of all Paris is a place to dance
Bye bye Paris, sad, but I gotta go What a town, what a night, What a crowd, what a sight, What a light, what a moon, Hope to see you real soon, What a gas, what a sound, What a jazz, and at last — What a town