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Left bank caf é, Strollin the quays, Watching the boats on the Seinecome back again. Where is that girl I met, That girl that made me get those Paris blues and wonder? Why did I have to roam?I was so much at home, Ev'ry lovely eveningin a cozy caf é, Sipping champagnealong the main boulevards. She was so fine,just like the wine. Now ev'ry day is black. Please, someone, send her backso I can lose those Paris blues.
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