Bonjour,Paris!

歌詞

I want to step out Down the Champs-Élysées, From the Arch of Triumph To the Petit Palais. That's for me: Bonjour, Paris! MAGGIE. I want to wander Through the Saint-Honoré, Do some window shopping In the Rue de la Paix That's for me: Bonjour, Paris! JO. I want to see the den of thinking men like Jean-Paul Sartre. I must philosophise with all the guys around Montmartre and Montparnasse. ALL THREE. 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! MEN. Light up the Louvre museum Jazz up the Latin quarter To show the richest and the poorest: Here it comes, The great American tourist! MAGGIE. 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. MEN. We can show you the North or We can show you the South then We can show you the West! MAGGIE. Come on and show me (& MEN) the best! MAGGIE. That's for me: Bonjour, Paris! PEOPLE. Bonjour. MAGGIE. Bonjour! JO. That's for me: Bonjour, Paris! PEOPLE. Bonjour! DICK. Living is easy, The livin' is high. All good Americans Should come here to die. PEOPLE. Bonjour! MAGGIE. Is it real? Am I here? JO. Am I here? Is it real? MAGGIE. There's something missing MAGGIE & JO. There's something missing, I know. ALL THREE. There's something missing There's something missing, I know: There's still one place I've got to go! [They arrive at the bottom of the Eiffel Tower one after the other and meet in the lift.] MAGGIE. Oh! DICK. Oh no! MAGGIE. I thought that you were tired. DICK. You said that you were tired. JO. I heard you say that you... MAGGIE. You told me you were tired! DICK. You said that you were so exhausted! JO. You said you needed sleep! MAGGIE. You told that you had to rest. DICK. You said you ought to rest. JO. I thought you wanted rest. MAGGIE. Is this what you call rest? DICK. I haven't time to rest! JO. This fussing and fretting It's getting my goat. DICK. Let's all let our hair down, We're in the same boat! All. 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! DICK [as they congratulate each other, laughing] Well, how was that?