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Lyrics by: Will Holt
# Debut Chart
70 Jan '59 Hot 100

Lyrics

Spoken: A young man goes to Paris, as every young man should. There`s something in the air of France that does a young man good. Chorus: Ah! les fraises et les fromboises et les bon vins que nous avons bus. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Raspberries, strawberries, the good wines we brew. Here`s to the girls of the countryside, the ones we drink `em to.


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Spoken: Paris nights are warm and fair. The summer winds are soft. A young man finds the face of love in every field and loft. In every field and loft. Chorus Spoken: An old man returns to Paris as ev`ry old man must. He finds the winter winds blow cold. His dreams have turned to dust. His dreams have turned to dust. His dreams have turned to dust. Ah! les fraises et les fromboises et les bon vins que nous avons bus. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Raspberries, strawberries, the good wines we brew. Here`s to the girls of the countryside, whom we must bid adieu.

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