I lost my heart at Paris Motel
With dusty magic that cast a spell
Into its shadow I went and fell
Eternal starlight at Paris Motel

With a smile like a holiday
Summer kiss from San Tropez
And the sparkle of diamonds in her eyes

Lost his heart to her smoky smile
Lost his soul for a little while
And a sunshine summer called her scars
He felt so happy
When she said that she was around for a while
With a kiss and a smile

Philippe, Philippe; Philippe
From Monaco to Amsterdam
And down the slopes of snowy Val D'Isere
Philippe
In Panama and Portugal he saw her softly smiling everywhere

So he fell for this love affair
With a perfume in the air
In a city somewhere far from home

But she longed for another time
As he slept in her dressing gown
In a hotel somewhere all alone

He saw her picture
In every glimmer of the sun on the sand
As it ran through his hand

And ever after he heard her laughter
In the wind through his ears
And the ??? to his ???

Philippe, Philippe; Philippe

From Prague to Old Morocco
And Paris to the bustle of Bombay
Philippe;
I loved him once but that’s another story for another sunny day"