LYRIC FOR SALE

By Forklift_philosopher Records

Intro (sung)
They say Gay Paree?..
Streets so dirty… even the rats flee… haha…

Chorus (x1)
They say Gay Paree?.. all I saw was shame and sleaze…
First time I went, in ’93,
Jazzy bohemian, young and naïve.
I’d fall in love?.. so far from home,
A lady of the night would sing me her song.

Verse 1:
Back when I was young and free,
Prowlin’ the seedy streets of Paree.
Boudoirs to the left, voyeurs on every side,
Un madame… would blow my mind.
I took her dancing, drank fine wine,
Surprendre to me, we talked all night.
She said, “Tomorrow… let me be your guide!”

Chorus (x1)
They say Gay Paree?.. all I saw was shame and sleaze…
First time I went, in ’93,
Jazzy bohemian, young and naïve.
I’d fall in love?.. so far from home,
A lady of the night would sing me her song.

Verse 2:
Showed me Paree, both filled with glee,
Parc Monceau, we kissed under the trees.
We fell in love… I wanted her free from the game.
Le Milieu… didn’t feel the same.

Chorus (x1)
They say Gay Paree?.. all I saw was shame and sleaze…
First time I went, in 93,
Jazzy bohemian, young and naïve.
I’d fall in love?.. so far from home,
A lady of the night would sing me her song.

Verse 3:
Parisienne romance, Eiffel and Notre Dame,
She laughed at my jokes and believed my plan.
“Mon amour,” she whispered in my ear,
I got cold feet… filled with fear.
Catacombes haunting my thoughts, I knew I had to flee.
A coward I was…
C’est la vie.

Bridge:
She saw the fear in my eyes…
1993… the year of goodbyes.
A jazzy fool with a reckless heart,
I should’ve warned her from the start!

Chorus (x1)
They say Gay Paree?.. all I saw was shame and sleaze…
First time I went, in ’93,
Jazzy bohemian, young and naïve.
I’d fall in love?.. so far from home,
A lady of the night would sing me her song.

Outro (soft, haunted)
Reste avec moi…
Forgive me…
Paree