Текст песни An Americaine In Paris - Melody Federer

When a girl's heart is broke
She needs a good joke
She needs a café full of perfume and smoke
She needs a best friend so witty and bright
Princess of the city of lights

An Americanne in Paris
Her magic working on my heart
Red, white, and blue all over you
She's helping me make a new start

Lovely lazy days in Cafes
Sipping on espresso
Jazz plays
And in Monmarte life is the art
Paris I'll always cherish you

Oh yes it's true J'etais blue, blue blue
Until she found me a new pair of shoes
In one of her stores il s'appelle Dior
She teaches me 'bout style and vrai l'amour

Met a French boy, his kisses divine
Like an old Gene Kelley dance singing scene
He sends me roses and he says my name
In an accent tres mignon
And tres tres francaise

An Americanne in Paris
She's singing of La Vie En Rose
Dressed head to toe like Bridget Bordeux
Feels like the cover of Vogue

Evening's en St. Michelle
Jazz a la Caveau Hauchette
Chaque journee I am more over you
Et chaque soiree est une grande fete