Gigi - The Parisians lyrics

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 embarra** 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!