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    Papy Jeanmarry .Mademoiselle De Paris

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    . Papy Jeanmarry Chante Mademoiselle De Paris.
    It is called Mademoiselle de Paris
    And his life is a little bit ours
    His kingdom is the Rue de Rivoli
    His destiny is to dress the other
    They say it's small hand
    And while it is true that it is not great
    What bouquets and garlands
    Did she planted on our paths.

    She sings a tune of his suburb
    She dreams to vows of love
    She cries more often than
    Miss of Paris
    It gives all the talent it has
    To make a ball at the Opera
    And took it to the Porte des Lilas
    Miss of Paris
    The weather is great
    And up
    She'll sew a heart with her coat

    But the heart of a child of Paris
    It is similar to violets
    It attaches to the bodice Saturday
    On Sunday the party is lost
    Tavern Farewell, farewell boy
    There she is alone with his pain
    And again the week
    And again the song

    She sings a tune of his suburb
    She dreams to vows of love
    She cries more often than
    Miss of Paris
    She gives a little of his twenty years
    To make your spring collection
    And only dream goes on a bench
    Miss of Paris
    Three small towers
    Greetings
    She forgets that she cried for love
    She sings and his heart is pleased
    Her dream and his dream is blue
    She cries but it is not very serious
    Miss of Paris
    It flies in small steps hurry
    She runs to the Champs Elysées
    And gives a little lunch
    Sparrows Tuileries
    She hums
    She smiles...
    And that Mademoiselle de Paris.