Paname
We have sung you in every tone
There are lots of words in your songs
Which talk about who and what so
Paname
It's your eyes, I'm your skin
That I want to fuck properly
Like gigolos know how to fuck
Paname
Put away your marlous, put away your bistros
br/>Put away your grandparents, put away your bundles
Put away your chickens, put away your cars
Paname
And come and love me like in the past
At night especially when you and I
We were walking towards we didn't know what
Paname
There are street names that we forget
It's in these streets that after ¨s midnight
You showed me your little Paris
Paname
When you were crying in your horns
Lost there among the men
You were coming towards me like a real me
Paname
Tonight I want to dance
To dance with your paving stones
Let the world look with its feet
Paname
You're beautiful, you know, under your lanterns
Sometimes when you leave in season
In the arms of an accordion
Paname< br/>When you dress in blue
It brings out lovers
Who say, ̉ Paris all THE two
Paname
When you dress in gray
Customers only have one problem
It's all mice wearing gray
Paname
When you're bored you walk the quays
You walk the Seine and drown them
It made you get some fresh air and it distracted you
Paname
It's crazy what you can cause
But people don't know who you are
They live with you but never see you
Paname
The sun has put on its pajamas
You light up and in your stockings
There's Monsieur Haussmann who's making out for you
Paname
Come up with me how much do you want
br/>You've been in the street for two thousand years
Sometimes I make you right again
Paname
If you smiled I would have your charm
If you cried I would have your tears
If they hit you I would take up arms
Paname
You are not just a thrill for me
Just an idea I'm just a girl with songs
And that's why I scream your name
Paname, Paname, Paname, Paname

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