歌词
The weather is clearing, birds are appearing
And I'm only three miles from Dover
To the wind and the ocean, I'm throwing caution
Oh, I can't wait to get back over
After two Beaujolais, everybody is laughing
It's better than smoking and it's two times as healthy
My pockets are empty, but I'm feeling wealthy
La, la, la-la-la-la-la-la
I've got to get back to the Seine City
I've got to get back where the girls are so pretty
I've got to get back to the Seine City
I've got to get back to those eyes
The last time I was there, she wore her gold hair
Tied at the back in a pigtail
I wonder if she still cares, or even if she's still there
Oh, I don't want to go into details
Well, the street that she lived in was called Room of Tar
I hope I can find it without asking directions
I'm so glad I made my own French connection
La, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I'd like to live in the Seine City
I'd like to live where the girls are so pretty
I'd like to live in the Seine City
I've got to get back to those eyes
After two Beaujolais, everybody is laughing
It's better than smoking and it's two times as healthy
My pockets are empty, but I'm feeling wealthy
La, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I've got to get back to the Seine City
I've got to get back where the girls are so pretty
I've got to get back to the Seine City
I've got to get back to those eyes
