Lovers In Paris

Nomore going lower,
Babie lets go higher,
Me and you on the tower,
Lovers in Paris
Je t'aime

Nomore of the oldest,
Babie strive for the newest,
The water is bluest,
Lovers in Paris,
Je t'aime

Nolonger be bitter,
Your eyes shall glitter,
The grass is now greener,
Lovers in Paris
Je t'aime

Take a closer look,
Shall I write you a book,
You and your new look,
Lovers in Paris
Je t'aime

Through water or by air,
Solong we reach there,
Without fright or fear,
Lovers in Paris,
Je t'aime

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