The glamour's gone, The shades are down And Paris is only a lonely town Lonely When love's a laugh And you're the clown Then Paris is only another town Dreary For the loveless clown This town's a weary merry-go-round And round And round The chestnut The willow The colors of Utrillo Turn to gray, gray hues The band playing Bizet Along the Champs-Élysées Sounds like way-down blues Paris is a lonely Dreary Oh, so lonely town Where's that shining flower 'neath the Eiffel Tower? Where's that fairyland of gold? Isn't it a pity that this magic city turned suddenly cold? The chimneys moan The river cries Each glamorous bridge is a bridge of sighs River, river Won't you be my lover? Don't turn me down For Paris Is such a lonely Lonely....town