The [Bm]taste of the wine and the [F#7]coffee
The [Bm]cigarette [Bmmaj7]smoke in the [Em]air
The [A]grace and the mystery
The [D]pride and the [G]history
[Em]Etches on the [Em]face of a [D]city so [F#]far,
La la [Bm]la
La la [F#]la
La la [Bm]la
La la [F#]la
Your [Bm]cafés and your [F#7]boulevards
The [Bm]name that [Bmmaj7]roll from the [Em]tongue
[A]Boulevard St. Germain, [D]Versailles and [G]Montmartre
[Em]Paris you [Bm]know that you've [D]stolen my [F#]heart
La la l [Bm]a
La la [F#7]la
La la [Bm]la
La la [F#7]la
.
And the [Bm]back streets that vie with your [F#7]beauty
You'll [Bm]hide from my eyes if you [Em]can
Like the [A]tell-tale marks of [D]childbirth
[G.]A [Em]woman will [Bm]hide from the [D]eyes of a [F#7]man
La la [Bm]la
La la [F#7]la
La la [Bm]la
La la [F#7]la
.
Oh - [Bm]Paris I love you, I hate [F#7]you
I [Bm]cry but you [Bmmaj7]do not [Em]grieve
For [A]one of your lovers, you've [D]so many [G]others
You [Em]don't even [Bm]notice me [D]go when I [F#7]leave
La la [Bm]la
La la [F#7]la
La la [Bm]la
La la [F#7]la