You went down on dark-eyed Paris
So cool on your midnight
Your good looks and evil genius
Gold head in the twilight zone
Nearly insane with your head
on the hard shoulder
Caught-in-the-act like someone
could be some Terra Nova
I came up on a mental slider
Strung out in the limelight
Coming down like a bareback rider
Long hair on your twilight zone
Merely insane laid my head
on your cold shoulder
Oh, caught in the act like your body
will be until it’s over
You are the one — oh, are you?
I am a gun — oh it’s you I’m into
I want your loving I want your face
Pack up your money in a Vuitton case
We’ll go to Paris — dance on the Seine
Dance on the Seine — Go to Paris
Just forget it don’t look back
Don’t look back
Au revoir
Mais mon amour on se verra
à la Gare de Lyon
There is no reason to be uptight
The Moulin rouge is only
blowing you with neon
Feel like a stranger
in a strange night out…
Lyrics Submitted by Richard Gagnon