Lyrics Paris At 21 - Peter Allen

Paris At 21

Paris in 21, at 21
Paris in 21, at 21
Paris in 21, at 21
Sweet mirrored illusions
Keeping on rolling along
Between the past and the present
All that’s felt in an old song
Than lovers were younger than I
They never let their chance go by
They believed what we would call a lie
Would have been there
But I wasn’t born
Would have had the time of my life
Would have sinned there
'Cause that’s when sin
Was cheating on your wife
Not like today, it’s all okay, ole, ole
Sweet mirrored illusions
On an old mirrored bed
In a hotel in Paris
Wishing time wasn’t dead
Took a train instead of speed
Took Colette and Proust to read
Let down my guard and made
Friends with Lou Reed
Should have been there
But I wasn’t born
Would have had the time of my life
Would have sinned there
'Cause that’s when sin
Was cheating on your wife
Not like today, it’s all okay, ole, ole
Paris in 21, at 21
Paris in 21, at 21
Sweet mirrored illusions
They all end here
Some settle for champagne
Some hunger for beer
Boats sail for distant shores
You always want what isn’t yours
Off to see the wizard because
Because, just because
Because would have been there
But I wasn’t born
Would have had the time of my life
Would have sinned there
'Cause that’s when sin was cheating on your wife
Would have been there, but I wasn’t born
Would have been the toast of the town
Would have sinned there
'Cause that’s when sin was…