F#m _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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C#m _
F#m _ .
A summer evening
B on the Champs-Élysées, a secret rendez
F#m-vous they planned for days.
A sea of faces
B in a crowded café, the sound of laughter
F#m as the music plays.
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C# _
D _
C# _
F# _ _ _ _ .
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D _
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B _ _ _ _ .
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F#m _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ Jean-Claude was a student
Bm at the _ _ Université, Louise Marie was
F#m just a world away.
_ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ He recalled the night they
Bm met was warm with laughter, the words were music
F#m as she turned away.
_ _ _ _ _ .
E _ I'll meet you
F#m at midnight, _ _ .
E _ _ _ _
F#m _ _ _ _ .
E _ I'll meet you
F#m at midnight.
But Jean-Claude, Louise
Bm Marie will never be.
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F#m _ _ _ _ .
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_ _ _ _ Each cigarette will
Bm light a thousand _ faces, a shower that fast
F#m seemed like a thousand years.
_ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ Midnight was turning
Bm into empty spaces, the sound of laughter
F#m had disappeared.
_ _ _ _ _ .
E _ I'll meet you
F#m at midnight, I'll
E _ _ _ _
F#m _ _ _ _ .
E meet you
F#m at midnight.
Oh, but Jean-Claude, Louise
Bm Marie will never be.
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F#m _ .
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_ _ _ _ A summer morning on the
Bm Champs-Élysées, _ the empty
F#m table of the street café.
The _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ sunlight melting
Bm through an open doorway, Jean-Claude has left
F#m us another day.
_ _ _ _ _ .
E I'll meet you
F#m at midnight, _ _ .
E _ under the
F#m moonlight, _ _ _ .
E _ I'll meet you
F#m at midnight.
_ _ .
_ _ _
E _ _ I'll meet you
F#m at midnight, _ _
E _ under the
F#m moonlight, _ _
F# _
E _ I'll meet you
F#m at midnight.
F# Oh, but Jean-Claude, Louise
Bm Marie will never be.
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