You got a face like the Madonna. Crying tears of gold. Been pumping gas. At the Texaco road to road. You're on the run. Oh baby yeah you're on the run.
This town I'm in can't take no more. Decadance and sin. You were my woman. Why'd you have to be so hard and cold. . (Chorus 1). Paris is burning. Want to see it from afar.
I'm in the same old mess again. Another love has reached the end. You never really gave a damn. I thought you were a better man. . Oh no, you got me in a headlock.
All of the boys and the girls here in Paris. Sing to the night without sight but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?.
You're a women without a clue. you're a friend of no ones too. Keeping track of all your lies. must be hard for someone new. . So better not try to get inside my head.