Karaoké The Last Time I Saw Paris Dean Martin

The last time I saw Paris her heart was warm and gay

I heard the laughter of her heart in every street café

The last time I saw Paris her trees were dressed for spring

And lovers walked beneath those trees and birds found songs to sing

I dodged the same old taxicabs that I had dodged for years

The chorus of the squeaky horns was music to my ears

Oh the last time I saw Paris her heart was warm and gay

No matter how they changed her

I'll remember her oh that way

Dodged the same old taxicabs that I had dodged for years

The chorus of the squeaky horns was music to my ears

Yeah the last time I saw Paris mmm her heart was warm and gay

No matter how they change her

I'll remember her that way

The last time I saw Paris

The last time I saw Paris