Pari Will Always Be Pari

Right here, ici, life is sweet

We don't have much but enough to eat

Keep the butter on ice for the flaky pastry

That makes the other nations green with envy

Ah-ha (Ah-ha), ah-ha (Ah-ha), ah-ah (Ah-ha), ah-ha (Ah-ha)

Ah-ha (Ah-ha), ah-ha (Ah-ha)

We've come through the Great War

And now that's done

There will never be another one

That's what they told you when you lost your son

Woah-oh (Oh-oh), oh-oh (Oh-oh), oh-oh (Oh-oh), oh-oh (Oh-oh)

There's a stock market crash across the sea

C'est dommage, une tragédie

But that won't affect us, here in Pari

Pari will always be Pari

Right?

Pari will always be Pari

Yes, I see what you mean. More work like this

I've got more

Then I can fit her in early next year

I heard there's an opening next month

You'd need thirty pieces

I've got thirty pieces

You do?

I will

There's a controversy heard 'round the world

Concerning women and girls

Is it too high, the new hemline?

The latest hat, let go, that's mine!

We've come through the great war

And now that's done

There will never be another one

That's the reason your husband's gone

Woah-oh (Oh-oh), oh-oh (Oh-oh), oh-oh (Oh-oh), oh-oh (Oh-oh)

There's a fire in the Reichstag in Germany

C'est dommage, une tragédie

But that won't affect us, here in Pari

Pari will always be Pari

Pari will always be Pari

Paintings can be turned to money

Money can be turned to jewelry

In case we have to leave in the middle of the night

In case, in case, in case, in case

Paintings can be turned to money

Pigment can be turned to jewelry

Paint will never sleep in the middle of the night

Cobalt, viridian, cocaine, valerian

Paintings can be turned to money-

Chérie, coffee

Money can- ah, Kizette, merci

In case we have to leave in the middle of the night

Time for bed now

I'm not a baby

Paintings can-

Chérie, coffee

What about Germany?

Money, Kizette, merci

Just a little unrest

Middle of the night

Where's your father?

He's out with a lady

Paintings-

Chérie, coffee

Germany?

Money

Just a little unrest

What about Hitler?

Middle of the night

He's a joke

That joke got elected

You're late

Couldn't get away

I'm drunk

Good God, the way you smell. You make me dizzy, just the scent of your skin. I've missed you

Sweet talk

You make me weak

I make you strong

Breathing closer 'til the dawn

The new woman is taking over Paris. She's driving an automobile. She's wearing pants. She even wants to vote. And now the new woman has her own painter

Our time

Tamara de Lempicka finds inspiration in the women she sees daily in Paris

Our time

Women with hard edges and intoxicating curves

Our time

Her first solo show opening tonight's a place to see and be seen

Woah-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh

Woman is plane, lines, form

Our time

Woman is plane, color, light

Woman is speed, shattered

Our time

Woman is

Beautiful

Our time

We've come through the Great War

Those days are done

There can never be another one

An endless peace now, under the sun

Woah

Paintings must be turned to money

Money must be-

And they're building tanks in the factories

C'est dommage, une tragédie

But that won't affect us here in Pari

And Pari will always be

Pari will always be

Pari will always be

Pari