Paris
is
everybody's mistress.
Every man has his own secret
memories of Paris.
The last time I saw Paris,
her heart was warm and gay.
I heard the laughter of her heart
in every street cafe.
Hey, Garcon.
Oui, monsieur.
Tell me, have you seen a girl?
A girl?
What kind of a girl?
Any kind.
My boat leaves tomorrow.
Say, do you think that girl sitting
over there
would be offended if I said hello?
Monsieur, she has winked at you,
she has dropped her handkerchief,
and right now she is smiling at you?
What does that usually mean to you?
She's a policewoman.
The last time I saw Paris,
her trees were dressed for spring.
And lovers walk beneath the trees,
and birds come time to sing.
Robert, I enjoyed having dinner with you.
I enjoyed being with you.
Oh, it was delicious.
The champagne,
the duckling,
the crepe suzette,
the brandy.
It was nice.
Oh, by the way,
here's my half of the check.
Say, you're quite a doll.
Do you have a husband?
No. Engaged? No. No. Boyfriend? No.
I don't know who this guy may know is,
but he must be a powerhouse.
Robert, I'm afraid I must go home.
Yeah, but it's early.
We've got a world of time.
But I must.
Oh, this is our night.
Let's give your mom and dad
a chance to go to sleep.
That's just it. I live alone,
and there's no one to feed the parakeet.
Alone?
Let's hurry home
and cram that little beast full of bird seed.
Taxi! Taxi!
I dodged the same old taxi cabs
That I had dodged for years
The echo of their squeaky horns
Was music to my ears
How much further up is your apartment?
Only six more flights.
No wonder you don't worry about
living alone.
These stairs make a
wonderful chaperone.
You know, I like the Americans.
They are très humorous,
très galante, très charmante.
Keep passing that tray.
Oh, Americans.
They are so debonair,
so intelligent, so handsome.
If you insist.
What country are you from?
Well, here we are.
Come on in.
I'll turn on the light.
Do you mind leaving it off?
As you wish, chéri.
I'll close the drapes.
There. That's better.
Much better. Robert? Yes?
What are you doing?
Changing the film in my camera.
Boy, from up here
I can get a great shot
of the Eiffel Tower.
This should be a prize winner.
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they change her,
I'll remember her that way.
The last time I saw the moon.