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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom Holiday tables, under the trees April in Paris, this, is a feeling No one, can ever, reprise I, never knew the charm of spring Never met it face to face I, never new, my heart could sing Never, missed a warm embrace 'Till, April in Paris Whom, can I run to What have you done to, my heart I, never knew the charm of spring Never met it face to face I, never new, my heart could sing Never, missed a warm, embrace 'Till, April in Paris Whom, can I run to What have you done to, my, heart
Writer(s): E. Y. Harburg, Vernon Duke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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