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Paul Anka

Under Paris Skies

 

Under Paris Skies

(album: My Heart Sings - 1959)


Stranger beware there's love in the air
Under Paris skies
Try to be smart and don't let your heart catch on fire

Love becomes king the moment it's spring
Under Paris skies
Lonely hearts meet somewhere on the street of desire

Parisian love can bloom high in the sky light room
Or in a gay cafe where hundreds of people can see

I wasn't smart and I lost my heart
Under Paris skies
There'll never be a heart-broken stranger like me

Oh, I fell in love, yes I was a fool
For Paris can be so beautifully cruel
Paris is just a gay cafe
Who wants to love and then forget

Stranger beware there's love in the air
Just look and see what happened to me
Under Paris skies, just watch what you do
The same thing can happen to you

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