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ben ditomaso - paris lyrics

she said “h+llo”
she was letting me know
and we shared friends in soho

she′s a pain in the nose
i’m a pain in women′s clothes
and you’re a walking overdose in a grey coat
and so she wrote a plan for it
on the back of a f+g packet
she had to leave cuz she couldn’t hack it
well, not enough noise and too much racket
i think
i′ve spent
all my money and your friends, oh
and how i′d love to go to paris again

and how i’d love to go to paris again

well mr. serotonin man
lend me a gram
you call yourself a friend
i′ve 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
hyper+politicized, s+xual 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 how i’d love to go to paris again

and oh stop being an assh0l+
and counting my eye rolls
they′re like p+ss holes in the snow, uh oh
keeping a tab on my health
man, you′re putting me up on a shelf
well, i’ll believe you′re clean
but only by seeing your face for myself
well, 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 romanticizing heroin
and oh, how i′d love to go to paris and 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

- ben ditomaso lyrics

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