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The Last Time I Saw Paris, Her Heart Was Warm And Gay, I Heard The Laughter Of Her Heart In Every Street Café.

But I'm Only A Cockeyed Optimist.

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There Is Nothing Like A Dame.

I'm As Restless As A Willow In A Windstorm.