Album: Funny Face

Bonjour, Paris!

DICK.

I want to step out

Down the Champs-Élysées,

From the Arch of Triumph

To the Petit Palais.

That's for me:

Bonjour, Paris!

MAGGIE.

I want to wander

Through the Saint-Honoré,

Do some window shopping

In the Rue de la Paix

That's for me:

Bonjour, Paris!

JO.

I want to see the den of thinking men

like Jean-Paul Sartre.

I must philosophise with all the guys

around Montmartre and Montparnasse.

ALL THREE.

I'm strictly (a) tourist

But I couldn't care less.

When they parlez-vous me

Then I gotta confess.

That's for me:

Bonjour, Paris!

MEN.

Light up the Louvre museum

Jazz up the Latin quarter

To show the richest and the poorest:

Here it comes,

The great American tourist!

MAGGIE.

This has got to be illegal

What I feel

Trés gay, trés chic,

Trés mag-nifique

C'est moi, c'est vous

C'est grand, c'est too tout...

It's too good to be true,

All the things we can do.

You do things to my point of view.

MEN.

We can show you the North or

We can show you the South then

We can show you the West!

MAGGIE.

Come on and show me (& MEN) the best!

MAGGIE.

That's for me:

Bonjour, Paris!

PEOPLE.

Bonjour.

MAGGIE.

Bonjour!

JO.

That's for me:

Bonjour, Paris!

PEOPLE.

Bonjour!

DICK.

Living is easy,

The livin' is high.

All good Americans

Should come here to die.

PEOPLE.

Bonjour!

MAGGIE.

Is it real?

Am I here?

JO.

Am I here?

Is it real?

MAGGIE.

There's something missing

MAGGIE & JO.

There's something missing, I know.

ALL THREE.

There's something missing

There's something missing, I know:

There's still one place

I've got to go!

[They arrive at the bottom of the Eiffel Tower

one after the other and meet in the lift.]

MAGGIE.

Oh!

DICK.

Oh no!

MAGGIE.

I thought that you were tired.

DICK.

You said that you were tired.

JO.

I heard you say that you...

MAGGIE.

You told me you were tired!

DICK.

You said that you were so exhausted!

JO.

You said you needed sleep!

MAGGIE.

You told that you had to rest.

DICK.

You said you ought to rest.

JO.

I thought you wanted rest.

MAGGIE.

Is this what you call rest?

DICK.

I haven't time to rest!

JO.

This fussing and fretting

It's getting my goat.

DICK.

Let's all let our hair down,

We're in the same boat!

All.

We're strictly tourists,

You can titter and jeer.

All we want to say is

La Fayette, we are here

On a spree,

Bonjour, Paris!

Bonjour!

DICK [as they congratulate each other, laughing]

Well, how was that?