Lovers!

Ooh La La!

Welcome, my friends, to Paris.
Here, have a maua, ua on me.
Forget where you're from.
You're in France!
Children, come!
I'll onyesha wewe that French joie de vivre! (joy of life)

Paris holds the key to your hear.
And all of Paris plays a part.

You'll stroll two kwa two
Down what we call "la rue" (the street)

And soon all Paris
Will be imba to you!
Ooh La La
Ooh La La
Ooh La La!

Paris holds the key to l'amour! (love)

And not even Freud knows the cure.

There's upendo in the air!

At the Follies Begere!

The French have it down to an art!

Paris hold the key to your heart!

When you're feeling blue
Come to Le...