[Part I: Come to Paris]

[Verse 1: Ensemble]
If you're bent on viewing
Something doing
Come to Paris!
Where is life more active
And attractive
Than in Paris?
Music, art and passion
Set the fashion
Here in Paris!

[Chorus: Ensemble]
Paris, oh Paris
Your riches embarrass
So, Paris, we're singing of you
Paris, oh Paris
Your riches embarrass
So, Paris, we're singing of you

[Verse 2: Soloists]
Bottles full of bubbles
For your troubles
Here in Paris
Paradise is when you
Read a menu
Here in Paris
There's no overlooking
What is cooking
Here in Paris
[Chorus: Ensemble]
Liver with truffle
Make gourmets unruffle
Oh, Paris, you always come through

[Bridge: Soloist, Ensemble]
Cities in Italy
Sweden or Spain
Quite non-committally
Give us a pain
Don't mention Tripoli
London or Rome
We sing hip-hippilly:
No place like home

[Verse 3: Soloists, Ensemble]
Where have men more talent
For what's gallant
Than in Paris?
All the girls wear bodices
Like goddesses
In Paris
Bodices delightful
All are quite full
Here in Paris
[Chorus: Ensemble]
Paris, oh Paris
Your riches embarrass
So, Paris, we're singing of you
Paris, oh Paris
Your riches embarrass
So, Paris, we're singing of you

[Part II: Love Is My Enemy]

[Verse 4: John Reardon]
Love is my enemy
My beloved enemy
And you, my love, are love
Work is my destiny
My relentless destiny
Urging me onward, ever onward
Love and life are fleeting
A wonderful but momentary song
While to the ages my work and I belong
Love is my enemy
My beloved enemy
And you, my love, are love

[Verse 5: Jo Sullivan, John Reardon, John Reardon & Jo Sullivan]
Love is my destiny
Work is my enemy
Urging you onward, ever onward
Love and life are fleeting
A wonderful, but momentary song
While to the ages my work and I belong
Love is your enemy Love is my enemy
Your beloved enemy My beloved enemy
My love, if love can cast no spell
Farewell, my love
Farewell, my love
Farewell
[Part III: You Have to Do What You Do Do]

[Chorus: Arthur Siegel]
You have to do what you do do!
'Tisn't up to you at all
We all live under a hoodoo
'Til you hear the trumpet call

[Part IV: The Little Naked Boy]

[Intro: Arthur Siegel]
The little god of love
Is the one I'm fondest of
And the one that I am scared the most of
When right out of the blue
He aims his dart at you
A chance you haven't got the ghost of
Of all the gods the Romans and the Greeks invented
He's the one who keeps us most tormented

[Verse 6: Arthur Siegel]
The little naked boy
With golden bow and arrow
Can bring you endless joy
Or chill you to the marrow

[Verse 7: Arthur Siegel]
With love he loves to toy
You burn and then you shiver
Through the magic quiver
Of the little naked boy

[Bridge: Arthur Siegel]
Many's the time he wrinkles your brow
Unstrings the strings of your heart
Many's the time you say, "From now
I'll dodge whenever he aims his dart"

[Verse 8: Arthur Siegel]
Next day the tender sign
You're longing to recapture
Life would lose its rapture
If the little naked boy
Should pass me by

[Part V: You're Far Too Near Me]

[Verse 9: John Reardon, Jo Sullivan]
I never heard you so bold before
The words came out, they're now beyond recall
I always found you so cold before
I didn't think you thought of me at all
I'm mad about your smile, your eyes, your hair
Your every wish I'm eager to obey
In all your loveliness I see you sitting there
So near, so near—yet miles and miles away
Miles and miles away
I'm afraid that's near enough
When you talk to me like that
I don't know where I am at

[Chorus: Jo Sullivan]
I'm afraid, afraid you're far too near me
So I pray you, stay you where you are
For, oh dear me, I fear me
Should you come too near me
My heart may go too far
But to think, to think that you might leave me
Makes me feel I have to have you know
I'm afraid, afraid you're far too near me
To ever, ever let you go
I'm afraid, afraid you're far too near me
To ever let you go

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus: John Reardon, John Reardon & Jo Sullivan]
You can never, never be too near me!
From today you stay you where you are
When from heaven you descended
'Twas never intended
I worship from afar
If you ever, ever dare to leave me
No excuse for living would I know
I'm afraid, afraid you're far too near me
To ever, ever let you go
I'm afraid, afraid you're far too near me
To ever let you go

[Part VI: You Have to Do What You Do Do (Reprise)]

[Chorus: Arthur Siegel]
You have to do what you do do!
It isn't up to you at all
We all live under a hoodoo
'Til you hear the trumpet call