Bouquet

Parlez-vous Français? No, but I wish I did Then it would be much easier If ever we did live In Annecy or perhaps Provence Or somewhere in the Alps of France I'd love you often, all day long Serenade you with French love songs Evenings in Paris, the city aglow Stroll Champs Elysees at a pace that is slow And unhurried, why rush? It's only us two In the City of Love, where all things are new And how honored I'd be to be walking around With you on my arm, the talk of the town