G Ddim7 Am C D7 Yeah the Louvre is, The Louvre is in Lisa’s hands, G Ddim7 Am C D7 And the muse is, well it is also Lisa, G Ddim7 I know coz once this river crossed, I finally wrote these parts, Am C D7 Running through the photographs, of you stored in my heart, G Ddim 7 G tourist laughs are overlapping, laughing half the time, Am C D7 I’m running over thoughts of you, stored in my mind, Em G My mind, la la la la loved are the days, ha ha, Em G C G Am La la la love love every way, that we sing those songs, C G D7 (E7 C E7) While she sang a- long, G Ddim7 Am C D7 The Louvre is, ha ha, the Louvre is in Lisa’s hands, G Ddim7 Am C D7 And the mus-ic, is reason enough to dance, G Ddim7 Well we through away our Valentine’s, and we never compromised, Am C D7 The cheese and wine, at one every night, and left us so inviting, G Ddim7 Yeah we were commandeering melodies, and never waking up Am C D7 Left her dreaming of a scene, of forever making love, Em G Em G Love, love, so la la love loved are days, la la love love every way, C G Am C G D7 (E7 C E7) That we sang those songs, while you played a- long, (La la la la ….etc…. G Ddim7 Am C D7 x2) G Ddim7 Am C D7 G Yeah the Louvre is, the Louvre is in Lisa’s hands.