Mademoiselle, Mademoiselle of gay Paris
Think back, think back, remember me
Mademoiselle, Mademoiselle in dreams
I see wour smiling face and gay Paris.

We walked and talked by the river Seine
Then we drew our hearts and carved our names
I loved you then and you loved me
Think back Mademoiselle, my used to be.

A soldier boy I long for love away from home
So you are a girl so all alone
The war is wrong Mademoiselle and so worry
But the love we shared just had to be.

We walk and talk by the river Seine
Then we drew our hearts and carved our names
I loved you then and you loved me
Think back Mademoiselle, my used to be...