The Parisians Lyrics - Gigi - Gigi

A necklace is love? 

A ring is love? 

A rock from some obnoxious 

Little king is love? 

A diamond studded star is love? 

An ugly black cigar is love? 

Everything you are is love? 

You would think it would embarrass 

All the people here in Paris 

To be thinking every minute of love! 

I don't understand the Parisians 

Making love every time they get a chance! 

I don't understand the Parisians 

Wasting every lovely night on romance 

Any time and under every tree in town 

They're in session two by two 

What a crime 

With all there is to see in town 

They can't find something else to do! 

I don't understand how Parisians 

Never tire of walking hand in hand! 

But they seem to love it, 

And speak highly of it! 

I don't understand the Parisians! 

I don't understand the Parisians 

Making all this to-do about l'amour! 

I don't understand the Parisians 

All this la-di-da is so immature 

When it's warm 

They take a carriage ride at night 

Close their eyes and hug and kiss 

When it's cold 

They simply move inside at night 

There must be more to life than this! 

I don't understand the Parisians 

Thinking love so miraculous and grand 

But they rave about it 

And won't live without it! 

I don't understand— 

The Parisians!