Paris Loves Lovers Songtext

Paris loves lovers (Duett mit Don Ameche) Gaze on those glist'ning lights Below and above, Oh, what night of nights For people in love. No city but this, my friend, No city I know Gives romance Such a chance To grow and grow. Paris loves lovers, For lovers it's heaven above. Paris tell lovers, "Love is supreme, Wake up your dream And make love!" Only in Paris one discovers, The urge to merge With the spurge Of the spring. Paris loves lovers, For lovers know that Love is Ev'ry- Thing. Stevie Canfield: Paris Ninotchka: Capitalistic Stevie Canfield: Loves lovers, Ninotchka: Characteristic, Stevie Canfield: For lovers Ninotchka: Sensualistic, Stevie Canfield: It's heaven above. Ninotchka: They should be atheistic. Stevie Canfield: Paris Ninotchka: Imperialistic, Stevie Canfield: Tells lovers, Ninotchka: I'm pessimistic, Stevie Canfield: "Love is supreme, Wake up your dream And make love!" Ninotchka: That's anti-communistic. Stevie Canfield: Only Paris Ninotchka: Militaristic, Stevie Canfield: One discovers Ninotchka: You're optimistic. Stevie Canfield: The urge to merge With the spurge Of the spring. Ninotchka: Bourgeois propaganda! Stevie Canfield: Paris Ninotchka: Unrealistic, Stevie Canfield: Loves lovers, For lovers know that Love Ninotchka: Is individualistic. Stevie Canfield: Is ev'- Ninotchka: And not at all collectivistic. Stevie Canfield: Ry thing. Ninotchka: But a low totalitarianistic thing!