Lovers!

Ooh La La!

Welcome, my friends, to Paris.
Here, have a پھول on me.
Forget where you're from.
You're in France!
Children, come!
I'll دکھائیں آپ 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 سے طرف کی two
Down what we call "la rue" (the street)

And soon all Paris
Will be singing 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 love 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 Moulin.
When your دل says don't,
The French say do!

When آپ think آپ can't
You'll find آپ can can!

Everyone can can can!
آپ can can can too!
Whee!
Whee!
Whee!

Paris hold the key to her past.
Yes, Princess, I've found آپ at last.
No مزید pretend,
You'll be gone,
That's the end...

Paris hold the key
To your heart!

You'll be très jolie (very pretty) and so smart!

Come dance through the night

And forget all your woes

The city of lights!

Where a rose is a rose!

And one never knows what will start!
Paris
Holds the key...

To her...

Heart!

Ooh La La!
Ooh La La!