Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Written by Kevin
written and arranged by Michael Bacon

"A guide for the paranoid." KB

I'm in Paris, won't be long
But after all it's Paris, I'd better write a song
so wonderful, so magical, so romantic
Note to self to 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 me doom and gloom
There ain't no way I'm stepping outside the 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 to Paris, she didn't like the food
She said the change was killing her
The waiters were
But if she was now, she'd make this all go away
say baby let's pretend we're not in Paris for the day

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

I visit Saint-Germain des Pres
Take a walk, down the Elysees
But this room is the place to hide
From the gargoyles, waiting just

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

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