Текст песни: Joshua Kadison - Paris
Ezra was an old man
He lived by the sea.
Watchin` himself gettin` older,
With no Family.
And Cassie was a pretty one,
A bartender by trade.
She had a daughter with big green eyes,
She called her Jade.
They met each other in the park,
While Jade was on a swing.
On a bench underneath a tree,
They talked about everything.
And she said, Sometimes I get so scared,
But I don`t know why.
She reached for the old man`s hand,
and she began to cry.
And he said,
it ain`t no crime,It ain`t no crime...
Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
It ain`t no crime, It ain`t no crime...
Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.
Then he said...
I was gonna be a painter,
gonna paint my masterpeice.
I spent my whole life dreamin`,
now they`re my only memories.
And I was gonna live in Paris, France
Now my body`s fallin` apart.
I could be Pablo Picasso if Dillusion were in art.
And she said,
"That sounds lovely...Paris, France
Just sayin` those words,
Kinda makes me wanna dance,
Do you wanna dance?"
It ain`t no crime,It ain`t no crime...
Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
It ain`t no crime, It ain`t no crime...
Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.
They`d meet there every Sunday
In the park at noon.
Ezra would get there early
To buy Jade a red balloon.
And Cassie`d tell him all about
her awful luck with men.
She`s say, "Wish I could find a guy like you
But they`ll never make you again."
And Jade would fall asleep on Ezra`s lap
there in the park.
While Cassie`d still be talkin` a long time after dark.
Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.
One Sunday afternoon,
no Ezra, No red balloon.
Just a friend of his who said,
"Ezra Passed Away.
And he wanted me to bring this letter to you today."
Well it was 2 tickets to Paris and a note that read,
`Thank you for the dance...
My dearest Cassie,
you were my Paris, France.`
It ain`t no crime, It ain`t no crime...
Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.
Идет поиск видеоклипа в базе...
(при отсутствии ролика в базе, ничего не произойдет)

Ezra was an old man
He lived by the sea.
Watchin` himself gettin` older,
With no Family.
And Cassie was a pretty one,
A bartender by trade.
She had a daughter with big green eyes,
She called her Jade.
They met each other in the park,
While Jade was on a swing.
On a bench underneath a tree,
They talked about everything.
And she said, Sometimes I get so scared,
But I don`t know why.
She reached for the old man`s hand,
and she began to cry.
And he said,
it ain`t no crime,It ain`t no crime...
Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
It ain`t no crime, It ain`t no crime...
Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.
Then he said...
I was gonna be a painter,
gonna paint my masterpeice.
I spent my whole life dreamin`,
now they`re my only memories.
And I was gonna live in Paris, France
Now my body`s fallin` apart.
I could be Pablo Picasso if Dillusion were in art.
And she said,
"That sounds lovely...Paris, France
Just sayin` those words,
Kinda makes me wanna dance,
Do you wanna dance?"
It ain`t no crime,It ain`t no crime...
Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
It ain`t no crime, It ain`t no crime...
Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.
They`d meet there every Sunday
In the park at noon.
Ezra would get there early
To buy Jade a red balloon.
And Cassie`d tell him all about
her awful luck with men.
She`s say, "Wish I could find a guy like you
But they`ll never make you again."
And Jade would fall asleep on Ezra`s lap
there in the park.
While Cassie`d still be talkin` a long time after dark.
Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.
One Sunday afternoon,
no Ezra, No red balloon.
Just a friend of his who said,
"Ezra Passed Away.
And he wanted me to bring this letter to you today."
Well it was 2 tickets to Paris and a note that read,
`Thank you for the dance...
My dearest Cassie,
you were my Paris, France.`
It ain`t no crime, It ain`t no crime...
Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.
| Код заказа | 999-999 | |
| Нажмите после заполнения | ||
|
Пожалуйста, вводите корректный адрес электронной почты, так как на этот адрес будет отправлена дополнительная ссылка на загрузку выбранной Вами песни. Если был указан неправильный адрес электронной почты, вы можете его исправить. Для исправления адреса электронной почты отправьте электронно письмо в службу поддержки (support@musicgu.ru). В письме укажите полученный Вами код и корректный адрес электронной почты. Отправляя сообщение на один из предоставленных номеров Вы подтверждаете свое согласие с Правилами использования сайта и Пользовательским соглашением. |
||
Еще тексты песен: Joshua Kadison
Beautiful in My Eyes
Beau`s Au Night Radio Loveline
Carolina`s Eyes
Delilah Blue
Desert Flower
El Diablo Amor
Fragile Days
Georgia Rain
Greyhound Bound
I Believe in You
Invisible Man
I`ll Just Let My Piano Play
Jessie
Jus` Like Brigitte Bardot
Listen To The Lambs
Molly in the Mirror
My Father`s Son
Painted Desert Serenade
Paris
Picture postcards from LA
Rosie and Pauly
Shine
Song for a Grounded Angel
The Pearl
The Song on Neffertiti`s Radio (My Love)
Waiting In Green Velvet
Beau`s Au Night Radio Loveline
Carolina`s Eyes
Delilah Blue
Desert Flower
El Diablo Amor
Fragile Days
Georgia Rain
Greyhound Bound
I Believe in You
Invisible Man
I`ll Just Let My Piano Play
Jessie
Jus` Like Brigitte Bardot
Listen To The Lambs
Molly in the Mirror
My Father`s Son
Painted Desert Serenade
Paris
Picture postcards from LA
Rosie and Pauly
Shine
Song for a Grounded Angel
The Pearl
The Song on Neffertiti`s Radio (My Love)
Waiting In Green Velvet