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The train pulled into Paris

Like a rocket to the moon

The station`s like 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 live up to its name

Now all I can say is



(Chorus)

I`d give this world to you

Every rock and every stone

Every masterpiece in Rome

And if you`d ask me to

I`d steal the Mona Lisa

Tear it up in little pieces

And lay them at your feet

For all the world to see

But tonight I can`t give you

Paris



Aristicats are everywhere

And the air is as thick as thieves

She`d like nothing better than to

Steal the breath from me

And the tower`s lights ain`t shinin`

As it hangs its head in shame

At the sight of American blood

On the streets of St. Germain

Washin` up into the Seine



(Chorus)



And I`d give this world to you

I`d steal the crown and kingdom

From the Queen of England

And if you`d ask me to

I`d take this city in my hands

Break it down to grains of sand

And lay them at your feet

For all the world to see

But tonight I can`t give you

Paris

The train pulled into Paris

Like a rocket to the moon

The station`s like 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 live up to its name

Now all I can say is



(Chorus)

I`d give this world to you

Every rock and every stone

Every masterpiece in Rome

And if you`d ask me to

I`d steal the Mona Lisa

Tear it up in little pieces

And lay them at your feet

For all the world to see

But tonight I can`t give you

Paris



Aristicats are everywhere

And the air is as thick as thieves

She`d like nothing better than to

Steal the breath from me

And the tower`s lights ain`t shinin`

As it hangs its head in shame

At the sight of American blood

On the streets of St. Germain

Washin` up into the Seine



(Chorus)



And I`d give this world to you

I`d steal the crown and kingdom

From the Queen of England

And if you`d ask me to

I`d take this city in my hands

Break it down to grains of sand

And lay them at your feet

For all the world to see

But tonight I can`t give you

Paris

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