La La Land Paris – Jazz Song (Naomi 5-6-2026)

(Verse 1) Morning light on the windowpane Cafe laughter in the rain Silver trays and café crème Paris waking up again Eggs Benedict and café noir “Bonjour, mon cœur,” beneath the stars We toast the day with slow romance While violins begin to dance (Chorus) Oh la la, Paris tonight Sous les étoiles, city lights Take my hand down every rue Je tombe amoureux de vous Sip the music, lose control Jazz and wine and midnight soul From the Seine to moonlit skies Paris lives in lovers’ eyes (Verse 2) Train ride out to Versailles gold Stories painted, centuries old Marble halls and gardens wide Louis ghosts still walk with pride “C’est magnifique,” you softly say As fountains shimmer in ballet The summer breeze begins to play A chanson for the afternoon day (Verse 3) Lunch arrives at half past two Aperol Spritz for me and you Orange sunlight in the glass Watching little scooters pass “Encore un verre?” the waiter grins The jazz band hums, the room spins We laugh beneath the striped awning Like we could stay forever morning (Chorus) Oh la la, Paris tonight Sous les étoiles, city lights Take my hand down every rue Je tombe amoureux de vous Sip the music, lose control Jazz and wine and midnight soul From the Seine to moonlit skies Paris lives in lovers’ eyes (Verse 4) Fashion museum, velvet halls Black couture and mirrored walls Chanel shadows, satin gloves Runways stitched with ancient love Then the Eiffel Tower glows Like champagne the nighttime flows “Mon chéri,” you whisper low And all the city starts to glow (Verse 5) Dinner in a Moroccan place Candlelight upon your face Couscous, mint tea, saffron air Music floating everywhere Then one last stop before goodbye A little jazz bar called La La Land tonight Trumpet crying soft and blue The piano singing just for you We sway until the morning starts Paris dancing in our hearts (Final Chorus) Oh la la, Paris tonight Sous les étoiles, city lights Take my hand down every rue Je tombe amoureux de vous Aperol dreams and velvet skies Reflets d’or dans tes yeux gris One sweet day we’ll live again Notre amour à Paris… À Paris… À Paris…