I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, San Michelle And old Beauolais wine. And I recall that you were mine In those Parisienne days. Looking back at the photographs. Those summerdays spent outside corner cafes. Oh, I could write you paragraphs, About my old Parisienne days. Used to be so easy to give my heart away But I found out the hard way There's a price you have to ..