Down on Bowery they lose their ball-eyes and their lip-mouths in the night
And stumbling through the streets they say "Sir, do you got a light?
And if you do, then you're my friend and if you don't, then you're my foe
And if you are a deity of any sort then please don't go"

Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas

And down on Lexington they're wearing new shoes stuck to aging feet
And close their eyes and open and I recognize the aging street
And think about how things were right when they were young and veins were tight
And if you are the ghost of Christmas past then won't you stay the night?

Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas

Down in Bronxy-Bronx the kids go sledding down snow-covered slopes
And frozen noses, frozen toes and frozen city starts to glow
And yes, they know that it'll melt and, yes, they know New York will thaw
But if you are a friend of any sort then play along and catch a cold!

Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas, mon cher
Ne me quitte pas

I love Paris in the rain
I love Paris in the rain
I love, I love, in the rain

I love Paris in the rain
I love Paris in the rain
I love, I love, in the rain

I love, I love, in the rain...