. . By the light of the moon. He's a Frenchman for the night. By the light of the moon. It'll be all right. . Blame it on theChamps Elysees. Blame it on a tune. Blame it on the stroke of Monet
(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. TheChamps Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. TheChamps Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. TheChamps Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
beret?. Phineas Oh, that reminds me, we might need helmets!. Isabella Oh, how can he not feel the same way. When we're strolling down theChamps-Élysées. In the City of Love? in the City of Love. In the
I hold you, all I know is. I've never gone this far before I've walked the midnight streets of Spain. TheChamps Elyse in the pouring rain. But I've never gone this far before Not many places I
If I had my way, I'd walk through that door and wander. Down theChamps Elysees, going from cafe to cabaret The way I see it, I just can't win it. Everybody's in it for their own game. You can't
Bài hát Desire - Champs. Started with explosions. The sound of bombs. In your heart, but it's just like everything. Just like everything,. The sounds reflect and fall apart. It's in come the sound of
Bài hát St. Peter's - Champs. I wouldn't have fallen inside of saint Peter's, . And I wouldn't have marks to tell them apart, . I wouldn't have stood in places you stand,. And I would. I wouldn't
adieu see as one can deduce. We kick out thechamps slam the * out hard and long. 'Cuz we got more song Something you might like now all star bound, yeah. You're so sound cool as the blue water all
Le coeur ouvert à l'inconnu. J'avais envie de dire bonjour. À n'importe qui. N'importe qui ce fut toi. Je t'ai *** n'importe quoi. Il suffisait de te parler. Pour t'apprivoiser. Aux Champs-Élysées