All The lovers We’ve met all the lovers in Paris The one who beat Up too many cars Another who saw clearly and sat with the stars
We’ve met all the Lovers in Paris The e one who’s comb went to his head Another who didn’t like dry land so took a boat instead?
We’ve met all the lovers of Paris Some were true some I hardly new Some with time have faded out of view
We’ve met all the lovers in Paris A girl with a bob and a mysterious job A boy who looked virtuous but became a slob
We’ve met all the lovers in Paris Some are gone and some remain Some are correctly on the game
Like walking over the rail bridge as the snow hit Ending up in a warm place where the hands fit A Chinese meal she seemed so real So how could she be imaginary?
We’ve met all the lovers in Paris To me they’re many too others few Some saw them as fake I saw them as simply blue Some were true some I hardly knew Some with time have faded out of view
Extra M8 Like moving moments in a cheap film set in the Ardennes Simple made me feel intensely alive again