The 1975 - Paris Lyrics
(Verse)
She said hello, she was lettin' me know
We shared friends in Soho
She is a pain in the nose
And I'm a pain in women's clothes
And you're a walkin' overdose in a great coat
And so she wrote a plan for it on the back of a fag packet
She had to leave because she couldn't hack it
Not a lot of noise and too much racket
I think I've spent all my money and ur friends, oh
(Chorus x2)
But how I'd love to go to Paris again
(Verse 2)
Mr. Serotonin Man, lend me a gram
You call yoself a friend?
I got two left feet and I'm startin' to cheat
On my girlfriend again
I caught a pinky in her nose
As the crowd cheered for an overdose
And I don't suppose u know where this train goes
There was a party that u had to miss
Because ur friend kept cuttin' her wrists
Hyperpoliticized sexual trysts
'Oh, I think my boyfriend's a nihilist'
I said 'Hey kids we're all just the same, what a shame'
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Oh stop bein' an asshole
And countin' my eye rolls
And like pistols falls in the snow
______(?)
Keepin' payin' the tab on my half
Man u puttin' me up on a shelf
Well I believed you're clean
But only I've seen ur fist for myself
And then she pointed at a bag of her dreams
In a well posh magazine
I said 'I'm done, babe, I'm out of the scene'
But I was pickin' up from Bethnal Green
She said I've been romanticizin' heroin
(Chorus)
(Verse)
She said hello, she was lettin' me know
We shared friends in Soho
She is a pain in the nose
And I'm a pain in women's clothes
And you're a walkin' overdose in a great coat
And so she wrote a plan for it on the back of a fag packet
She had to leave because she couldn't hack it
Not a lot of noise and too much racket
I think I've spent all my money and ur friends, oh
(Chorus x2)
But how I'd love to go to Paris again
(Verse 2)
Mr. Serotonin Man, lend me a gram
You call yoself a friend?
I got two left feet and I'm startin' to cheat
On my girlfriend again
I caught a pinky in her nose
As the crowd cheered for an overdose
And I don't suppose u know where this train goes
There was a party that u had to miss
Because ur friend kept cuttin' her wrists
Hyperpoliticized sexual trysts
'Oh, I think my boyfriend's a nihilist'
I said 'Hey kids we're all just the same, what a shame'
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Oh stop bein' an asshole
And countin' my eye rolls
And like pistols falls in the snow
______(?)
Keepin' payin' the tab on my half
Man u puttin' me up on a shelf
Well I believed you're clean
But only I've seen ur fist for myself
And then she pointed at a bag of her dreams
In a well posh magazine
I said 'I'm done, babe, I'm out of the scene'
But I was pickin' up from Bethnal Green
She said I've been romanticizin' heroin
(Chorus)