Les Baxter Orchestra & Chorus - The Poor People of Paris (Jean's Song) Lyrics

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The Poor People of Paris (Jean's Song)

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What Are The Lyrics For The Poor People of Paris (Jean's Song) By Les Baxter Orchestra & Chorus?
Just got back from Paris, France
All they do is sing and dance All they've got there is romance What a tragedy Every boulevard has lovers Every lover's in a trance The poor people of Paris I feel sorry for the French Every guy has got a wench Every couple's got a bench Kissing shamelessly Night and day they're making music While they're making love in French The poor people of Paris Milk or water from the sink Make a true Parisian shrink Wine is all he'll ever drink And it worries me For with wine as cheap as water Oh, it makes one stop and think The poor people of Paris Sister met a boy named Pierre Had the craziest affair And the day they parted there He cried bitterly Pierre was there to bid her farewell But he brought his new girl, Claire The poor people of Paris So don't go to Paris, France Not unless you like to dance Not unless you want romance Like those poor inhabitants of Paris |
Who Wrote The Poor People of Paris (Jean's Song) By Les Baxter Orchestra & Chorus?
Jack Lawrence, Marguerite Monnot, Rene Gustave Rouzaud
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What's The Duration Of The The Poor People of Paris (Jean's Song) By Les Baxter Orchestra & Chorus?The duration of The Poor People of Paris (Jean's Song) is 2:25 minutes and seconds. |
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