Chita Rivera — Not Exactly Paris

I've been courted and escorted by so many men As for fear of cold rejection, I've had none There were avant-garde composers Even 'dese and 'dem and 'dozers, it was fun! But among the many faces and the whiskey breath embraces There was one It was not exactly Paris. It was not exactly spring But it was Beaujolais and flowers, double beds and double showers And the passion that his kisses used to bring It was not exactly Paris. I was not exactly young But on a quiet night with the door locked tight And the silence weighs a ton Of all the men in my life, I remember one It was not exactly Venice. Never heard a mandolin But it was kisses and linguini set to Mercer and Mancini It was boating in the park and falling in It was not exactly marriage, didn't have the longest run But in my heart of hearts when the twilight starts And the long, long day is done Of all the men in my life, I remember one