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I thought it was you and your optimist`s view of the clockAnd how it`s always another dayJust after twelve o`clock`s struckYou said "Now I only want you so I don`t have to promise"But tiny children in grown-up clothes whispered all the Crimes of Paris[Chorus:]You`re not the girl next-door or a girl from FranceOr the cigarette-girl in the sizzle hot-pantsAll the words of love seem cruel and crassWhen you`re tough and transparent as armored glassYou`re everywhere girl in an everyday messWho`ll pay for the Crimes of ParisI heard that you fell for the "Hell or to Hammersmith Blues"In the tiny torn up pieces of his mind he`s irresistible tooNow it`s hard to say now if he`s only stupid or smartWhen he crawled through the doorAnd poured out more of his creeping-Jesus heart[Chorus:]And it`s all here and nowShe hit him with that paper-weight Eiffel TowerAnd I tried to hold on to you but I don`t know howAnd I find it hard to swallow good adviceLetras de cancionesLike going down three times to only come up twiceShe`s so convenient, he`s always stiff as hair-lacquerIt`s hard to discover now he`s in love with herIt was her way of getting her own backYou never did anything she couldn't do on her ownYou`re as good as your word and that`s no good to herYou`d better leave that kitten alone[Chorus:] From Letras Mania