Lyrics:
tapado azul
Y los hombres envidian mi suerte
Lo común se transforma ante mi
Y orgulloso te llevo del brazo
Y Paris se arrodilla ante ti
Esta noche
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Lost and so sad
I gotta go back to Paris even
Though I can't bring
of mine
I was a free man in Paris
I felt unfettered and alive
There was nobody calling me up for favors
And no one's future to decide
You know I'd go
Para que sepas tu
Yo vivo pensando en ti
Y si París tiene el Arco de Triunfo
Yo te tengo a ti
Ma de thi chacha gui gui
Si París tiene el arco de triunfo
of mine
I was a free man in Paris
I felt unfettered and alive
There was nobody calling me up for favors
And no one's future to decide
You know I'd go
light far black place walls
blue chair morocco
hamburg paris
the pieces of the puzzle are waiting
the water of the dark boats
gliding the bride boats
laisse sous la pluie à lever le pouce
Ils ne savent pas que toute ma vie
Dépend de celle qui m'appelle
Celle qui m'attend à Paris
C'est un dix-tonnes
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Oh, boulevards de Paris
Nel tempo senza eta'
Corteo di maschere colora I muri
E' il carnevale
See'e' chi danza e chi canta
Siamo gli angeli
collars and black magic in the halls of congress from Rome to the pyramids
White collars and black magic from Spain to Paris to the triangles of Egypt
Paris, chestnuts in blossom
Holiday tables under the trees
April in Paris, this is a feeling
That no one can ever reprise
I never knew the charm
nearly everything that
I'm not ready to lose today
No I'm not ready to lose everything I know, I'm letting go of
Paris, you know I held on too much
I left
President eva since i jumped in i
win im eatin good ervynite but still im thin im wit
yola n Paris at da hilton countin sevral diamonds da
same color as paris
Quand je reste seul à Paris
Qu’avec les enfants tu as pris
La route fleurie des vacances
Grâce à Dieu et à la magie
De l’art de la photographie
Je me
to drink you off my mind
Honky tonk, honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
Strollin' on the boulevards of Paris
As naked as the day
woo)
No drip 'til Paris (Paris)
The meek shall flourish (flourish)
So where's my heiress? (Heiress)
You wouldn't understand ('stand)
How thin this
so why go on with April
Wouldn't Paris be just as nice in May, sing
Couldn't they take April and throw it away
Couldn't they take March
And make it
Dans Paris jusqu’ai fond des faubourgs
Dans Paris jusqu’au bout des trottoirs
Sur les quais ; dans les bancs, sur les cours
Y’a toujours de quoi
si moche
Couteau dans l'faux, croix gammée sur sa caboche
Paris c'est loin (Paris c'est loin)
Mais là Lutèce est si proche
Allume un faf, deux fafs,
on all my staff (on all my staff)
Heaven or hell, good or bad (don't be sad)
Christian Dior, shop in Paris (shoppin' in Paris)
I took a flight for
esta loco
Catch a chico in Paris
Getting money like arabs
Divorsed from the game
But the streets and I pledge marriage
I’m allergic to the fake
I’m from
It started off with me being arrested
In Paris what's wrong? Why do
You have a dirty look on your
Face? Should I go on?
Doctor: Yes, go ahead please
to sleep til the sun rise
Miami's heat, Paris life
I wanna live that penthouse life
Top of the world, above the sky
I wanna live that penthouse life
With
thesе big rocks
(B ball so hard) I'm shocked too
I'm supposed to be
You escaped what I escaped you'd be in Paris
(B ball so hard) Let's get
Le Meurice for
pas-sant vous sai-sit,
Pa-ris di-rect en voi-tu-re,
Ça sent bon le pa-ys...
2. On ar-rive en-fin, fi-ni le voy-a-ge,
Un vieux co-pain vient vous sau-ter au
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