Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Written by Bacon
Strings and arranged by Michael Bacon

"A guide for the paranoid." KB

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

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

I'm a prisoner, I'm a
I'm terrified of what's outside beyond that
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 were rude
But if she was here now, she'd 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 that
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 room is the only to hide
From the gargoyles, just outside

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

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