Wax - Pictures Of Paris lyrics

Right bank left bank Two troubled souls on a starry French night She goes he stays All on his own in the city of lights All that he's left with are pictures of Paris Memories of her on the Champs Elysees Trashing his life on the sidewalks of Paris She said love's dead She walks away as he sits there in shame Gets drunk, heart sunk Watching his dreams as they float down the Seine All that he's left with are pictures of Paris Memories of her on the Champs Elysees Trashing his life on the sidewalks of Paris Cafes soirees He should feel happy but now its all wrong Bells peel but now he feels more like The Hunchback of Notre Dame All that he's left with are pictures of Paris Memories of her on the Champs Elysees Trashing his life on the sidewalks of Paris East side West side Back in New York he is hungry and wet Last chance romance Pictures of Paris are all he has left Maybe