song lyrics Paris lyrics Written by Kevin Bacon Strings written and arranged by Michael Bacon
"A guide book for the paranoid." KB
I m in Paris, won t be here long But after all it s Paris, guess I d better write a song It s so wonderful, so magical, so romantic Note to self to change that line, it s too pedantic
But it s Paris, I ve come so far I ve made it all the way from the bed To my guitar You can call me doom and gloom There ain t no way I m stepping outside the hotel room
I m a prisoner, I m a prisoner I m terrified of what s outside beyond that door I m a prisoner, I m a prisoner A prisoner of 424
Brought a girl to Paris, she didn t like the food She said the time change was killing her The waiters were rude But if she was here now, she d make this all go away She d say baby let s pretend we re not in Paris for the day
I m a prisoner, I m a prisoner I m terrified of what s outside beyond that door I m a prisoner, I m a prisoner A prisoner in room 424
I should visit Saint-Germain des Pres Take a walk, down the Champs Elysees But this room is the only place to hide From the gargoyles, waiting just outside
I m in Paris, I see angels in the wall I hear Arabians running in the hall See I m in this room and this room is who I am And if you don t like that I don t give A good God Notre Dame
I m a prisoner, I m a prisoner I m terrified of what s outside beyond that door I m a prisoner, I m a prisoner A big strong guy like me, imagine that I m a prisoner, I m a prisoner A prisoner of quatre deux qua song lyrics
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