[Part One: One Night In Paris]

Sacre bleu!
Bonjour, monsieur, Paris really welcomes you.
It's the best room in the house.
It's 40 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? Hey, 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? Oh forget ze 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 buy?
Is he gonna pay, 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 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 ooh la la la ooh la la la la ahh
He was a pimp in a black beret
But he was an artiste in his own way
Going ooh la la la ooh la la la la ahh
When they raided my club that night, that night
They ruined my act with the leather umbrella
The Chief of Police got a fright, got a fright
He was up in my boudoir with some other fella
Ooh 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
To Hell, to Hell to Hell, to Hell
To Hell, to Hell 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 may be your last!