Paris Be Mine Lyrics

China is great
and Brantford is just fine.
I think it was in Ottawa that I had the best time.
Though Montreal's appealing,
oh, I need the real thing.
Paris, oh, Paris,
be mine.

When I was just sixteen years old,
that's when I found out where I needed to go.
Yeah, I found the answer in the Tropic of Cancer,
discovered letters and dirty whores in an ice cream book report.

Now some years have passed and I still know
I found a garden for my heart to grow.
The big Eiffel Tower, like a beautiful metal flower,
was smiling, singing down to me.
She said, "Si'il je et vous ette ti si."


And I won't be afraid of no men in berets.
I will dance and parade all over town.
And I can't get hurt by no women in striped shirts.
I won't be shy or embarrassed, no, not here in Paris.

China is great
and my friends are right.
I think of all the crazy nights of drinking cheap red wine.
Though certainly I'll miss you,
I heard they have missed tissues
in Paris, oh, Paris, be mine.
Paris, oh, Paris, be mine once again.
Paris, oh, Paris
be mine.