Would you like to take a guided tour of Paris?
No, no, no, we're not tourists.
Do we look like those people who run around gaping all day?
I guess they can't understand anyone coming to Paris to work.
My suggestion is that we all go straight to our hotel and get some rest.
I, for one, am exhausted.
I know just how you feel.
Well I'm so tired, it's an effort for me to say I'm tired.
Good bye! Bye! I'll see ya! I'll be in touch! Good bye!
I want to step out
Down the Champs-Élysées,
From the Arch of Triumph
To the Petit Palais.
That's for me
Bonjour, Paris!
I want to wander
Through the Saint-Honoré,
Do some window shopping
In the Rue de la Paix
That's for me
Bonjour, Paris!
I want to see the den of thinking men
Like Jean-Paul Sartre.
I must philosophise with all the guys
Around Montmartre and Montparnasse.
I'm strictly tourist
But I couldn't care less.
When they parlez-vous me
Then I gotta confess.
That's for me
Bonjour, Paris!
Light up the Louvre museum
Jazz up the Latin quarter
To show the richest and the poorest
Here it comes,
The great American tourist!
This has got to be illegal
What I feel
Trés gay, trés chic,
Trés mag-nifique
C'est moi, c'est vous
C'est grand, c'est too tout
It's too good to be true,
All the things we can do.
You do things to my point of view.
We can show you the North or
We can show you the South then
We can show you the West!
Come on and show me the best!
That's for me
Bonjour, Paris!
Bonjour.
Bonjour!
That's for me:
Bonjour, Paris!
Bonjour!
Living is easy,
The livin' is high.
All good Americans
Should come here to die.
Bonjour!
Is it real?
Am I here?
Am I here?
Is it real?
There's something missing
There's something missing, I know.
There's something missing
There's something missing, I know
There's still one place
I've got to go!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh no!
I thought that you were tired.
You said that you were tired.
I heard you say that you...
You said that you were tired.
You said that you were so exhausted!
You said you needed sleep!
You told me that you had to rest.
You said you ought to rest.
I thought you wanted rest.
Is this what you call rest?
I haven't time to rest!
This fussing and fretting
It's getting my goat.
Let's all let our hair down,
We're in the same boat!
We're strictly tourists,
You can titter and jeer.
All we want to say is
La Fayette, we are here
On a spree,
Bonjour, Paris!
Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Writer(s): Roger Edens, Leonard Gershe
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