Paris Lyrics - I Like It When You Sleep, For You Are So Beautiful Yet So Unaware Of It - The 1975

She said hello, she was 'letting me know' 

We shared friends in Soho 

She is a pain in the nose 

I'm a pain in women's clothes 

'You're a walking overdose in a great coat' 

So she wrote a plan for it on the back of a fag packet 

She had to leave cause she couldn't hack it 

Not enough noise and too much racket 

"I think I've spent all my money and your friends, oh" 

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"Oh, how I'd love to go to Paris again, and again, and again, and again, and again... 

Oh, how I'd love to go to Paris again, and again, and again, and again, and again..." 

Mr. Serotonin Man, lend me a gram 

You call yourself a friend? 

I got two left feet and I'm starting to cheat 

On my girlfriend again 

I caught her picking her nose 

As the crowd cheered for an overdose 

And I don't suppose you know where this train goes? 

There was a party that she had to miss 

Because her friend kept cutting her wrists 

Hyperpoliticised, sexual trysts 

"Oh, I think my boyfriend's a nihilist" 

I said "Hey kids, we're all just the same, 

What a shame and..." 

"Oh, how I'd love to go to Paris again, and again, and again, and again, and again... 

And how I'd love to go to Paris again, and again, and again, and again, and again..." 

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Oh, stop being an arsehole 

And counting my eye rolls 

They're like pissholes in the snow, uh-oh 

Keeping a tab on my health 

Man, you're putting me up on a shelf 

"Well I believed you're clean 

But only by seeing your face for myself" 

And then she pointed at the 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 romanticising 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 again, and again, and again... 

And how I'd love to go to Paris again, and again, and again, and again... 

And how I'd love to go to Paris again, and again, and again, and again...