Part One: One Night in Paris

Bonjour monsieur

Paris really welcomes you

It's the best room in the house

It's forty francs a night, alright.

It's crazy, it isn't worth a centime

I'll take it!

Merci Monsieur

Rouged lips in the gaslight

A great view of the hall

That's the way the croissant crumbles after all

Paris is only one step away

Les girls are out on bail

Tres bien there's love for sale

Oh my cheri, wish you were mine

And I'll show you a wonderful time

For the price of a cheap champagne

I'll show it you once again

One night in Paris

Is like a year in any other place

One night in Paris

Will wipe the smile off your pretty face

One girl in Paris

Is like loving every woman

One night in Paris

One night in Paris

One night in Paris

May be your last!!!

Part Two: The Same Night in Paris

Is he gonna buy?

You wanna little culture?

Is he gonna pay?

Maybe Monsieur is into photographs, Non?

Or is he gonna fall in love

The all American way?

I got a watch wiz a beautiful Swiss movement

Is he gonna buy?

Forget the watch, I'll show you a good time!'

Is he gonna pay?

Le connoisseur, want something different?

Or is he gonna fall in love

The all American way?

Oh you know you ain't no Casanova

You can't even do the Bossa Nova

Or the Tango or the Samba!

Though you are so very charming

No you ain't no Casanova

Is he gonna buy?

Is he gonna pay?

Or is he gonna fall in love

The all American way?

Sometimes I think he will

But then again........................

One night in Paris

Is like a year in any other place!

One night in Paris

Will wipe the smile off your pretty face!

Try a girl in Paris

But try one of mine

Each night in Paris

Each night in Paris

Each night in Paris

Each night in Paris

May be your last!!!

Part Three: Later the same night in Paris

Forty-Two, Quarante-Deux

Rue de Saint Jacques

All our girls are how you say

Good in the sack

I was a stripper

On the Champs Elysees

He was a gendarme

In the gendarmerie

Going Oh La La La

Oh La La La La

He was a pimp

In a black beret

But he was an artiste

In his own way

Oh La La La

Oh La La La La

When they raided my club that night

They ruined my act with the leather umbrella

the Chief de Police got a fright

He was up in my boudoir with some other fella

It's only routine

But I got this feeling

It ain't good for business

Then the floor cleared

A woman screamed to herself

Henri...Though you're not the toast of Paris

I love you, although you bed and beat me

Henri, leave it alone,

For the gendarme's just doing his job

Paris is only one step away

Murder is only one step away

Notre Dame is ringing her bells

Another gendarme has gone to Hell

Notre Dame is ringing her bells

Another gendarme has gone to Hell

Gone to Hell

Gone to Hell

One night in Paris

Is like a year in any other place

One night in Paris

Will wipe the smile off your pretty face

One girl in Paris

Is like loving every woman

This night in Paris

This night in Paris

This night in Paris

This night in Paris

May be your last