Paris

歌詞

"The way I see it," he said, "You just can't win it" Everybody's in it for their own gain You can't please them all There's always someone calling you down Calling you down, calling you down But I do my best And I do good business, I do it well There's a lot of people asking for my time Trying to get ahead They're trying to be a good friend of mine I deal in dreamers and telephone screamers Lately, I wonder what I do it for If l had my way I'd walk through those doors And wander down the Champs-Elysees Going cafe to cabaret Thinking how I'll feel when I find That very good friend of mine I was a free man in Paris (I felt unfettered and alive) Nobody was calling me up for favors (And no one's future to decide) You know I'd go back there tomorrow (But for the work I've taken on) Stoking the star maker machinery (Behind the popular song) I was a free man in Paris (I felt unfettered and alive) Nobody was calling me up for favors (And no one's future to decide) You know I'd go back there tomorrow (But for the work I've taken on) Stoking the star maker machinery (Behind the popular song)