(Verse)
A lady known as Paris
Romantic and charming
Has left her old companions
And faded from view

Lonely men with lonely eyes are seeking her in vain
The streets are where they were
But there's no sign of her
She has left the Seine

(Chorus)
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
I heard the laughter of her heart
In every street cafe

The last time I saw Paris
Hеr trees were dressеd for spring
And lovers walked beneath those trees
And birds had songs to sing

I dodged the same old taxicabs
That I had dodged for years
The chorus of their squeaking horns
Was music to my ears
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they change her
I'll remember her that way

I'll think of happy hours
And people who shared them
Old women selling flowers
In markets at dawn

(Bridge)
Children who applauded Punch and Judy in the park
And those who danced at night and kept our Paris bright
Till the town went dark

(Chorus)
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
I heard the laughter of her heart
In every street cafe

The last time I saw Paris
Her trees were dressed for spring
And lovers walked beneath those trees
And birds had songs to sing
I dodged the same old taxicabs
That I had dodged for years
The chorus of their squeaking horns
Was music to my ears

The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they change her
I'll remember her that way

I'll think of happy hours
And people who shared them
Old women selling flowers
In markets at dawn