Paris Holds the Key (To Your Heart)

Welcome, my friends, to Paris.
Here, have a flower on me.
Forget where you're from.
You're in France!
Children, come!
I'll show you that French joie de vivre

Paris holds the key to your hear.
And all of Paris plays a part.

Just stroll two by two
Down what we call "la rue"

And soon all Paris
Will be singing to you!
Ooh La La
Ooh La La
Ooh La La!

Paris holds the key to l'amour
And not even Freud knows the cure.

There's love in the air
At the Follies Begere

The French have it down to an art!
Paris hold the key to your heart!

When you're feeling blue
Come to Le Moulin.
When your heart says don't,
The French say do!

When you think you can't
You'll find you can can!

Everyone can can can!
You can can can too!
Whee!
Whee!
Whee!

Paris hold the key to her past.
Yes, Princess, I've found you at last.
No more pretend,
You'll be gone,
That's the end

Paris hold the key
To your heart!

You'll be très jolie and so smart
Come dance through the night
And forget all your woes

The city of light

Where a rose is a rose
And one never knows what will start!
Paris
Holds the key
To her

Heart!
Ooh La La!
Ooh La La!