Party In Paris

There's a bottle in the corner

That's where I'm gonna stay

Just me and my bottle of French wine

We're gonna drink the night away

Nobody comes, nobody knocks on the door

My friends are far away

If the telephone don't start ringing

It's gonna be a bad bad day

Ooh la la la Ooh la lay

There's a party in Paris Palais

I turn on the radio

But I don't like what they play

So I put a record on the stereo

Just to pass this night away

It's twelve'o'clock, I can see them now

They're dancing the night away

Little Jimmy's dressed as Fred Astaire

So wrecked the band can't play.

I can smell the French perfume

While I sit here in despair

I Think I'll open another bottle

And I'll make believe I'm there.

Meanwhile back in London

Seems a million miles away

I'm lookin' at my invitation

With no ticket for a train