What a night in Paris

Would be like to me,

To have romance at

My door step knocking at me,

Begging me to

Come out and see,

Adventures hanging out at

A deli counter while,

In the corner a romance

Is being played free of charge,

Wow, how exciting it would be

Then step out and flee,

To pal around the street corner

Then stroll around,

With the flower cart

As singing rings out loud,

For all to hear

Come on grab a mate,

It’s time to play