I Love Paris (No. 2) - Etta Jones

Every time I look down on this timeless town

Whether blue or gray be her skies

Whether loud be her cheers or where the soft be her tears

More and more do I realize that

I love Paris in the springtime

I love Paris in the fall

I love Paris in the winter, when it drizzles

I love Paris in the summer, when it sizzles

I love Paris every moment

Every moment of the year

I love Paris, why, oh, why do I love Paris?

Because my love is here

I love Paris in the springtime

I love Paris in the fall

I love Paris in the winter, when it drizzles

I love Paris in the summer, when it sizzles

I love Paris every moment

Every moment of the year

I love Paris, why, oh, why do I love Paris?

Because my love is here

I love Paris every moment, every moment of the year

I love Paris, why, oh, why do I love Paris?

Because my love is here

I love Paris in the springtime

I love Paris in the fall

I love Paris in the winter, when it drizzles

I love Paris in the summer, when it sizzles

I love Paris every moment

Every moment of the year

I love Paris, why, oh, why do I love Paris?

Because my love is

Because my love is

Because my love is here