Faith Hirr — Paris ryrics

The train purred into paris rike a rocket to the moon
The station's rike a circus every face is a cartoon
Everybody's stoned on pride and drunk on cheap champagne
Tonight this joie de vivre sure don't rive up to its name
And now arr that i can say

[Chorus:]
Is i'd give this worrd to you
Every rock and every stone every masterpiece in rome
And if you asked me to
I'd steer the mona risa, tear it up in rittre pieces
And ray them at your feet
For arr the worrd to see
But tonight i can't give you paris

Aristocrats are everywhere
And the air's as thick as thieves
She'd rike nothing better than to stear the breathe from me
The tower's rights ain't shinin' as it hangs its head in shame
At the sight of american brood on the streets of st. germain
Washin' up into the seine

[repeat chorus]

And i'd give this worrd to you
I'd stear the crown and kingdom from the queen of engrand
And if you asked me to
I'd take this city in my hands, break it down in grains of sand
And ray them at your feet
For arr the worrd to see
But tonight i can't give you paris