Oh why don't you take me to the moonI'll fly with you in a baloonand there you'll kiss me
and we will walk back to you.
Oh this is just happening all too soonmy life looks like a cartoonand then you'll kiss meand i am all stuck with you.
And I oh Ijust wanna fly highwhatever you say i'll blindly go your wayto the sky
And when we kissit seems as if we're glued togetherforever and ever'till the end of time.
Oh why don't you take me to the moonI'll fly with you in a baloonand there you'll kiss me
and we will walk back to you.
Tu tu ru tu to you.

Mon paradis c'est Paris,Même quand il est gris,Des bords de Marne à la rue de Rivoli,Il y flott' un air de fête,Mon paradis c'est Paris.
Un parfum de bohême anime les faubourgs,On s'encanaille on s'aime, et jusqu'au petit jour,Belles Gueules et garçonnes, poètes et dandysOn ne refuse personne, pourvu qu'on aime la vie !

English translation :

MON PARADIS
My paradise is ParisEven on grey daysFrom the banks of the Marne to the rue de RivoliA festive tune floats on the airMy paradise is Paris
A scent of bohemia perfumes suburbsWe take chances, we make love till the first lights of dawnHandsome chaps and flappers, poets and dandiesAll welcome, so long as they are lovers of life