I Love Paris — Ella Fitzgerald

Every time I look down on this timeless town,

Whether blue or gray be her skies,

Whether loud be her cheers, or whether soft be her tears,

More and more do I realize that...

I love paris in the spring time

I love paris in the fall

I love paris in the summer when it sizzles

I

Love paris in the winter when it drizzles

I love paris every moment

Every moment of the year

I love

Paris, why oh why do I love paris

Because my love is here