Writer(s): cahn/bernstein

When they see monique, I know theyll understand

Monique, monique
Ive hungered so for this
Monique, monique
The magic of your kiss

Monique, monique
Was paris always there
Monique, monique
I didnt know or care

But why am I dancing, my friends may well demand
Ill tell them monique, monique held my hand
When they see monique, Im sure theyll understand