St. Louis Blues Lyrics

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Left bank café,

Strollin the quays,

Watching the boats on the Seine

come back again.

Where is that girl I met,

That girl that made me get those

Paris blues and wonder?

Why did I have to roam?

I was so much at home,

Ev'ry lovely evening

in a cozy café,

Sipping champagne

along the main boulevards.

She was so fine,

just like the wine.

Now ev'ry day is black.

Please, someone, send her back

so I can lose those Paris blues.