Paris

One, two, one, two, three, pop Baby, let's go to England We'll sail across the sea Then we'll stay in Amsterdam Just to feel free And to Norway, where the sun shines endlessly Maybe we'll go to Paris We could write a book And if we decide to stay We could learn to cook Drive across the south of France then have a look And see the Holy Land I reckon Iran A lot of sand in everywhere, we'll play the night away We'll go to Pakistan, Afghanistan And we could stay to better places or stay the two for me Uh Baby, it rains in Hong Kong It's beautiful to see Take the count of ferry boats We'll ride the train for free Baby, walk the high and run the hills with me Baby, let's go to Paris To Venice, and to Rome We've talked enough about it now The world can be our home There's no reason why the world can't be our home