Ella Fitzgerald

Every time i look down on this timeless town,
Whether blue or gray be her skies,
Whether loud be her cheers,
Or whether soft be her tears,
More and more do I realize that...
I love Paris in the spring time,
I love Paris in the fall,
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles,
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles,
I love Paris every moment
Every moment of the year
I love Paris, why oh why do I love Paris
Because my love is near.