Gaze on those glist'ning lights
Below and above,
Oh, what night of nights
For people in love.
No city but this, my friend,
No city i know
Gives romance
Such a chance
To grow and grow.

Paris loves lovers,
For lovers it's heaven above.
Paris tell lovers,
"love is supreme,
Wake up your dream
And make love!"
Only in paris one discovers,
The urge to merge
With the spurge
Of the spring.
Paris loves lovers,
For lovers know that
Love is
Ev'ry-
Thing.

Stevie canfield:
Paris

Ninotchka:
Capitalistic

Stevie canfield:
Loves lovers,

Ninotchka:
Characteristic,

Stevie canfield:
For lovers

Ninotchka:
Sensualistic,

Stevie canfield:
It's heaven above.

Ninotchka:
They should be atheistic.

Stevie canfield:
Paris

Ninotchka:
Imperialistic,

Stevie canfield:
Tells lovers,

Ninotchka:
I'm pessimistic,

Stevie canfield:
"love is supreme,
Wake up your dream
And make love!"

Ninotchka:
That's anti-communistic.

Stevie canfield:
Only paris

Ninotchka:
Militaristic,

Stevie canfield:
One discovers

Ninotchka:
You're optimistic.

Stevie canfield:
The urge to merge
With the spurge
Of the spring.

Ninotchka:
Bourgeois propaganda!

Stevie canfield:
Paris

Ninotchka:
Unrealistic,

Stevie canfield:
Loves lovers,
For lovers know that
Love

Ninotchka:
Is individualistic.

Stevie canfield:
Is ev'-

Ninotchka:
And not at all collectivistic.

Stevie canfield:
Ry thing.

Ninotchka:
But a low totalitarianistic thing!