Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Weekend in Paris, artist - Sheena Easton. Date of issue: 23.11.2014
Song language: English
Weekend in Paris |
| All the flights were grounded, so I headed for the homeward sign |
| Didn’t think to call you, I had my watch set on Parisien time |
| There she was, her fingers in my house, lying on her back in my bed |
| Wasn’t what I’d hardly expected, and oh God I wish I were dead |
| Chorus: |
| I found her red heeled stilletoes, I watched them burn in my fire |
| One weekend in Paris, I’m gone for good |
| All her clothes were scattered, her perfume hanging in the air |
| Through the door her laughter, getting louder but you didn’t care |
| There it was, her lipstick, her make-up |
| Her painted nails still touching your skin |
| Could not believe what my eyes were watching, and oh God, will I ever win |
| chorus |
| I drove round till 4 a.m., had a cold coffee and then |
| I made up my mind, my watch would stay on Parisien time |
| She can keep her head on my pillow, she can watch my ceiling, my floor |
| She can check herself in my mirror, 'cause I won’t be doin' that no more |
| chorus repeats 2x |