(b. davis, d. wolf)



Gone and got the blues in paris,
Paris blues called azure-te.
How can I be blue in paris?

Easy, 'cause you're far away.
Can't lose this blues,
This azure-te.



Moments, springtime, eiffel tower,

Funny taxes, kids at play.
Paris without you is lonesome,
Yearning more and more each day.

Can't lose this blues,
This azure-te.



~interlude~



If you knew how much I need you,
You'd come back to me to stay.

Having you with me in paris
Really is the only way
To lose this blues,

This azure-te.



Can't lose this blues,
This azure-te.