I don't understand the Parisians
Making love every time they get a chance
I don't understand the Parisians
Wasting every lovely night on romance
Any time, and under every tree in town
They're in session, two by two
It's a crime with all there is to see in town
They can't find something else to do
I don't understand how Parisians
Never tire of walking hand in hand
But they rave about it
And won't live without it
I don't understand the Parisians
When it's warm, they take a carriage ride at night
Close their eyes and hug and kiss
When it's cold, they simply move inside at night
Now there must be more to life than this!
I don't understand how Parisians
Think that love's so miraculous and grand
But they rave about it
And won't live without it
I don't understand the Parisians
