Les Baxter The Poor People Of Paris Lyrics

The Poor People Of Paris Lyrics

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 Paree 

  

 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 Paree 

  

 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 Paree 

  

 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 Paree 

  

 So don't go to Paris, France 

 Not unless you like to dance 

 Not unless you want romance 

 Like those poor inhabitants of Paree