It had to be you... it had to be you.
I wandered around and finally found that somebody who could make me be true...
could make me be blue, and even be glad just to be sad, thinking of you...
Some others I've seen might never be mean,
might never be cross,
or try to be boss
But they wouldn't do.
For nobody else gave me a thrill
With all your faults, I love you still
It had to be you, wonderful you
It had to be you ..
Paris, thank you for bringing us together on your cold winter evening... thank you for letting us find warmth in each other's arms... thank you for this crazy crazy life.
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