Toronto is great And Brantford is just fine I think it was in Ottawa that i had the best time Though Montreal's appealing I need the real thing Paris, oh Paris be mine When i was just sixteen years old That's when i found out where i needed to go I found the answer in a Tropic of Cancer Discovered lovers and dirty whores In a night school book report Now some years have passed and i still know I've found a garden for my heart to grow The big Eiffel Tower like a beautiful metal flower Will smile and sing on down to me 'Je suis ci joyeux que vous etes ici!' And i won't be afraid Of no men in berets I will dance and parade all over town And i can't get hurt By no women in striped shirts Won't be shy or embarassed No, not here in Paris Toronto is great And my friends are why I think of all the crazy nights drinking cheap red wine And though certainly i will miss you I heard they have nice tissues In Paris, oh Paris be mine Paris, oh Paris be mine