Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Written by Bacon
written and arranged by Michael Bacon

"A book for the paranoid." KB

I'm in Paris, won't be long
But after all it's Paris, guess I'd better write a
so wonderful, so magical, so romantic
Note to to change that line, it's 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 doom and
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 that door
I'm a prisoner, I'm a
A of 424

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

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

I should visit des Pres
Take a walk, down the Elysees
But this is the only place to hide
From the gargoyles, just outside

I'm in Paris, I see angels in the
I hear Arabians running in the
See I'm in this and this room is who I am
And if you don't like I don't' give
A God Notre Dame

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