, STAIRWAY TO PARADISE Lyrics from "An American in Paris" |
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STAIRWAY TO PARADISE Lyricsby . From An American in Paris STAIRWAY TO PARADISE by Performed by Georges Guetary HENRI BAUREL: Une chançon, C'est Paris. C'est Montmartre. C'est Robinson. C'est le jour qui je volerai pendant qu'un oiseau Car l'amour est là à mon coeur All you preachers Who delight in panning the dancing teachers, Let me tell you there are a lot of features Of the dance that carry you through The Gates of Heaven It's madness To be always sitting around in sadness, When you could be learning the Steps of Gladness. You'll be happy when you can do Just six or seven. Begin today. You'll find it nice: The quickest way to Paradise. When you practice, Here's the thing to know, Simply say as you go: I'll build a Stairway to Paradise, With a new Step ev'ry day. I'm going to get there at any price; Stand aside, I'm on my way! I got the blues And up above it's so fair; Shoes, Go on and carry me there! I'll build a Stairway to Paradise With a new Step ev'ry day. I'll build a Stairway to Paradise, With a new Step ev'ry day. I'm going to get there at any price; Stand aside, I'm on my way! I got the blues And up above it's so fair; Shoes, Go on and carry me there! I'll build a Stairway to Paradise With a new Step ev'ry day. With a new Step ev'ry day.
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