Paris

She said hello she was letting me know We shared friends in Soho She is a pain in the nose And I'm a pain in women's clothes And you're a walking overdose in a great coat And so she wrote a plan for it on the back of a fag packet She had to leave because she couldn't hack it Not a lot of noise and too much racket I think I've spent all my money and your friends oh But how I'd love to go to Paris again Oh how I'd love to go to Paris again Mr Serotonin Man lend me a gram You call yourself a friend I got two left feet a nd I'm starting to cheat On my girlfriend again I caught a pinky in her nose As the crowd cheered for an overdose And I dont suppose you know where this train goes There was a party that you had to miss Because your friend kept cutting her wrists Hyperpoliticized sexual trysts Oh I think my boyfriend's a nihilist I said Hey kids we're all just the same What a shame Ya know how I'd love to go to paris again And how I'd love to go to Paris again Oh stop being an asshole And counting my eye rolls And like pistols falls in the snow Keeping paying the tab on my half Man you putting me up on a shelf Well I believed you're clean But only i've seen your fist for myself And then she pointed at a bag of her dreams In a well posh magazine I said I'm done babe I'm out of the scene But I was picking up from Bethnal Green She said I've been romanticizing heroin And oh how I'd love to go to Paris to paris again And how I'd love to go to Paris again And how I'd love to go to Paris again And how I'd love to go to Paris again