[HONORE]
Look at all the captivity
Fascinating things there are to do

[GASTON]
Name two

[HONORE]
Look at all the pleasures
All the myriad of treasures
We have got

[GASTON]
Like what?

[HONORE]
Like Paris in the spring
When each solitary thing
Is more beautiful than ever before
You can hear every tree
Almost saying, "Look at me!"

[GASTON]
What color are the trees?

[HONORE]
Green!
[GASTON]
What color were they last year?

[HONORE]
Green!

[GASTON]
And next year?

[HONORE]
Green!

[GASTON]
It's a bore

[HONORE]
Don't you marvel at the power
Of the mighty Eiffel Towеr
Knowing there it will remain еverymore?
Climbing up to the sky
Over 90 stories high

[GASTON]
How many stories?

[HONORE]
Ninety!
[GASTON]
How many yesterday?

[HONORE]
Ninety!

[GASTON]
And tomorrow?

[HONORE]
Ninety!

[GASTON]
It's a bore

[HONORE]
The river Seine!

[GASTON]
All it can do is flow

[HONORE]
Think of wine!

[GASTON]
It's red or white
[HONORE]
Think of girls!

[GASTON]
It's either yes or no
And if it's no or if it's yes
It simply couldn't matter less

[HONORE]
But think of a race
With your horse in seventh place
Then he suddenly begins
And he catches up and wins
With a roar

[GASTON]
It's a bore!

[HONORE]
Life is thrilling as can be

[GASTON]
Simply not my cup of tea

[HONORE]
It's a year-romantic fling

[GASTON]
If you like that sort of thing

[HONORE]
It's intriguing

[GASTON]
It's fatiguing

[HONORE]
It's a game

[GASTON]
It's the same
The world wherever you go
Whatever place your hat
The earth is round
But everything on it is flat

[HONORE]
Don't tell me Venice has no lure

[GASTON]
Just a town without a sewer

[HONORE]
The Leaning Tower I adore

[GASTON]
Indecision is a bore

[HONORE]
But think of the thrill
Of a bullfight in Seville
When the bull is uncontrolled
And he charges at a bull matador

[GASTON]
It's a bore

[HONORE]
Think of lunch beneath the trees

[GASTON]
Stop the carriage, if you please

[HONORE]
You mean you don't want to come?

[GASTON]
The thought of lunch leaves me numb

[HONORE]
But I implore

[GASTON]
Oh no, Uncle, it's a bore