Josephine Baker

Well, it's Paris again, but this time it's fall Misty and cool, but alive. I've been to the sights from the Louvre to Pigalle, Just waiting for night to arrive. For all the papers and posters I've seen They talk of nothing else but Josephine Down at the Folies Bergere - that lustrous haven (Chorus): Come, come and see Josephine Baker Oh, long live Josephine! She stunned the world at the Folies Bergere Soft lights, they shine all night Down on Josephine She fills the guys with thrills and sensual delight. Night after night, I'm back in the stalls, Spending my francs like a fool. The box office girl knows me by my first name And winks at me, just to be cruel But everytime that curtain goes up To see those legs and her feather fan just drop Down from her thighs to the floor - oh boy! (Repeat chorus)