Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Written by Bacon
Strings written and by Michael Bacon

"A guide for the paranoid." KB

I'm in Paris, won't be long
But after all it's Paris, guess I'd better write a
It's so wonderful, so magical, so
Note to self to change that line, too pedantic

But it's Paris, I've so far
I've it all the way from the bed
To my
You can call me and gloom
There ain't no way I'm outside the hotel room

I'm a prisoner, I'm a
I'm terrified of what's outside beyond door
I'm a prisoner, I'm a
A of 424

Brought a girl to Paris, she like the food
She said the change was killing her
The waiters were
But if she was here now, she'd make all go away
She'd say baby let's pretend not in Paris for the day

I'm a prisoner, I'm a
I'm terrified of what's beyond that door
I'm a prisoner, I'm a
A in room 424

I should visit Saint-Germain des
Take a walk, down the Champs
But this is the only place to hide
the gargoyles, waiting just outside

I'm in Paris, I see in the wall
I hear Arabians in the hall
See I'm in this room and room is who I am
And if you don't like that I don't'
A good God Notre

I'm a prisoner, I'm a
I'm terrified of what's outside beyond door
I'm a prisoner, I'm a
A big strong guy me, imagine that
I'm a prisoner, I'm a
A prisoner of deux qua