Gone and got the blues in Paris, Paris blues called Azure-te. How can I be blue in Paris? Easy, 'cause you're far away. Can't lose this blues, This Azure-te. Moments, springtime, Eiffel Tower, Funny taxes, kids at play. Paris without you is lonesome, Yearning more and more each day. Can't lose this blues, This Azure-te. ~interlude~ If you knew how much I need you, You'd come back to me to stay. Having you with me in Paris Really is the only way To lose this blues, This Azure-te. Can't lose this blues, This Azure-te.