White Sands, Swollen Glands, Paris, Tokyo, N-N-New York, M-M-M-Mexico Stay plastic woo ooh Stay tragic woo ooh Proclamation of emancipation Oh dear
in Paris, in Paris I remember the men, I remember the houses in Paris His station nearby, I was his afternoons We didn't mind, shared everything, everything, in Paris
by two tropical fish. Bali was extremely hot in the afternoons and the conversations with the prince drifted along randomly from topic to topic. The prince was a bon vivant trained in Paris
in Paris, Champagne spilling out of my oui oui (wee wee), Pardon my French, the je ne sais quoi got me on cloud 9 we finna take off, Paris was a tease
Paris, Champagne spilling out of my oui oui (wee wee), Pardon my French, the je ne sais quoi got me on cloud 9, we finna take off, Paris was a tease
about? - pourin out for those who fell We be about - math We be about - sex We be about - love We be about - life [Verse Two: Swel Boogie] I'm about lights, cameras, action Status, mackin, Paris
did you meet? Oh, I don't know where to start Well, the most important thing first - any romance? All right then - Laying down by the seaside One lazy afternoon
And if anyone can help him, I can I can help, I can help you His Paris hair, it blows in the warm Parisian air That blows whenever his Paris hair is
a push sometimes well i don't have wings but we're flying just the same i'm looking down as you're looking up watch me come from above as you say after afternoons
hautes scenes (the choir of children) [End of Je sais pas:] Bonsoir Paris, vous allez bien? Vous avez l'air en forme ce soir! Good evening Paris
beside a little flower stall A bunch of bright forget-me-nots was all I'd let you buy me Once upon a summertime just like today We laughed the happy afternoon
world, it seems, As life unraveled at the seams, But oh ....(Whispered) No! When Paris was a woman, When Paris was a woman, When Paris was a woman,
was gonna live in Paris, France. Now my body's fallin' apart. I could be a Pable Picasso if delusion were an art." And she said, "That sounds lovely. Paris
I was gonna live in Paris, France Now my body's fallin' apart. I could be Pablo Picasso if dillusion were an art. And she said, "That sounds lovely...Paris
keep a hold of your hand And ordering a coffee that I wouldn't ever drink Just to keep you and Paris on my mind Just to keep you and Paris on my mind
's French She drive a citroen car She sings me Ooo wa wa She's prone to accidents My Baby Thinks She's French Well its Paris this And its Paris that
I spent my time, wasting time, losing time On a dark day afternoon Slowly but surely I find I go out of my mind On the dark side of the moon Cause no
the whole day one big afternoon We'll begin with dessert a little coconut tart Mm, tastes as sweet as a piece of your heart Cafe Au Lait beneath the Paris
