Teksty: Frank Sinatra. Monique.

When they see Monique
Perhaps they'll understand

Monique, Monique
I've hungered so for this
Monique, Monique
The wonder of your kiss

Monique, Monique
Was Paris always there
Monique, Monique
I didn't know or care

But why am I dancing
My friends may well demand
I'll tell them Monique
Monique held my hand

And when they see Monique
Perhaps they'll understand

Monique, Monique
Was Paris always there
Monique, Monique
I didn't know or care

But why am I dancing
My friends may well demand
I'll tell them Monique
Monique held my hand

When they see Monique
I'm sure they'll understand