Lyrics
Meeting Juliette Greco in bed in the afternoon with Miles Davis
In a cheap hotel on St. Germain
Seeing them later, in love, at the Club Taboo
A ghost of New Orleans, Juliette dances with Miles' trumpet
Miles and miles and miles of Miles Davis
Echoes around the room
With Juliette sobbing and moaning the verses
A funeral of sublime passion
"I didn't know he was black," she said
"I don't know why, I just didn't
And when I discovered he was black
I just cried and cried"
Jazz is Paris
And Paris is jazz
"So why didn't you sing this song, Juliette?" I said
"I can't," Juliette said
"I only sing in French"