Weekend In Paris (Live At The Palace, Hollywood)

歌詞

All the flights were grounded So I headed for the homeward sign Didn't think to call you I had my watch set on Parisien time There she was, her fingers in my house, lying on her back in my bed Wasn't what I'd hardly expected, and oh God I wish I were dead I found her red heeled stilettos I watched them burn in my fire One weekend in Paris, I've gone for good All her clothes were scattered, Her perfume hanging in the air Through the door her laughter Getting louder but you didn't care There it was, her lipstick, her make-up Her painted nails still touching your skin Could not believe what my eyes were watching, and oh God will I ever win I found her red heeled stilettos I watched them burn in my fire One weekend in Paris, I've gone for good I drove round till 4 a.m., had a cold coffee and then I made up my mind, My watch would stay on Parisien time She can keep her head on my pillow, she can watch my ceiling, my floor She can check herself in my mirror, 'Cause I won't be doing that no more I found her red heeled stilettos I watched them burn in my fire One weekend in Paris, I've gone for good I found her red heeled stilettos I watched them burn in my fire One weekend in Paris, I've gone for good