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letra de goodnight, paris - wil wagner

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on a full moon in munich i woke up drunk
there’s incriminating footage and everyone’s in love
the world is a beautiful place and i’ll throw up where i want

and standing by the van in the harsh light of tomorrow
a drizzle is persistent as the fleshy taste of sorrow
a kind, and slightly patronizing face guides me back to bed

and i had tried to be sweet, i had tried to show love
but i was too drunk, and you were too numb so i
listen on the train ride in past the point of no returning

and i mean paris, sure knows it’s paris
and i can’t tell if i like that, romantic and side-tracked
high on someone else’s hash
i and i’ll say goodnight to the west side
bid these lane-less lane-ways a fine goodbye
and say goodnight, say goodnight to paris

on the floor of an italian restaurant
i kicked a football with the owner’s kids in the adjacent vacant lot
some guy who spoke no english showed up with a couple of dogs

and i called you from outside a crumbling hotel
next to fifteen-hundred highways and a neon citadel
this is gonna be some real fun trouble i can already tell
and over the ambulance sirens carousel i yell, how was your day?

and i mean paris, sure knows it’s paris
and i can’t tell if i like that, romantic and side-tracked
high on someone else’s hash
i and i’ll say goodnight to the west side
bid these lane-less lane-ways a fine goodnight
and say goodbye, say goodbye to paris

i wish i’d had a more meaningful conversation with the girl
who i met jet-lagged walking around on my first day
this big city, and now she’s here smiling and pretty and i’ll look back at her
and i’ll turn and i’ll walk
to somewhere safer, somewhere i can feel a little less afraid
and i’m sorry i was rude, you know i said who i wound up speaking to
you’ll know why the moments i remember are the ones that i recall

but i’ll head back to the castle and fall over in the shower
let my legs just give way i remember last fortnight’s peril and i
spit in the face of impending doom to climb onto your roof
let’s get drunk with the moon
and i mean paris

sure knows it’s paris
and i can’t tell if i like that, romantic and side-tracked
high on my friend gonzo’s hash
i and i’ll say goodnight to the west side
bid these lane-less lane-ways a fine goodnight
and say goodbye, say goodbye to paris

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