Lyrics You're in Paris - Ratstar

I woke up at a quarter to two
My heart is racing and who are you?
And all these people, in my bed
Roll over stranger, are you alive or dead?

Forty days, forty nights
Got six sensations in the back of my mind
You′ll hear my call, you'll hear me singing
Got six sensations in the back of my mind

Put me on a plane
Let′s shop in Paris
If you think I'm kind of strange
Tell your parents
If you're afraid of my guitar
Don′t be embarrassed
If you don′t know where you are
You're in Paris

The wedding bells are beginning to chime
She′s with her daddy and here comes the bride
It's much too late to run from this fling
I spent a good dollar on that diamond ring

Lazy people crowding the street
They stop abruptly, not moving their feet
But who am I to criticize their style?
I can′t even walk, let alone run a mile

Forty days, forty nights
Got six sensations in the back of my mind
You'll hear my call, you′ll hear me singing
Got six sensations in the back of my mind

Put me on a plane
Let's shop in Paris
If you think I'm kind of strange
Tell your parents
If you don′t like my guitar
Don′t be embarrassed
It was made in Paris
You're in Paris

Put me on a plane
Let′s shop in Paris
If you think I'm kind of strange
Tell your parents
If you′re afraid of my guitar
Don't be embarrassed
If you don′t know where you are
You're in Paris