Lyrics Paris Wakes Up And Smiles - Al Jolson

When the sun goes down, Paris wakes up
Fills up her cup, and smiles
When the lights are low, Paris is high
Lights up the sky for miles

When they stop playing shop on the Rue de la Paix
Count their stock, and they lock up their styles
When the busy town goes home to sup
Paris wakes up, and smiles

When they stop playing shop on the Rue de la Paix
Count their stock, and they lock up their styles
When the busy town goes home to sup
Paris wakes up, and smiles