Writer(s): cahn/bernstein When they see monique, I know they'll understand Monique, monique I've hungered so for this Monique, monique The magic 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 When they see monique, I'm sure they'll understand