I thought it was you with your optimist´s view of the clock
And how it´s always another day
Just after twelve o´clock´s struck

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

You´re not the girl next door or a girl from France
Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot pants
All the words of love seem cruel and crass
When you´re tough and transparent as armoured glass
You´re everywhere girl in an everyday mess
Who´ll pay for the Crimes of Paris

I heard that you fell for the "Hell or to Hammersmith Blues"
In the tiny torn up pieces of his mind, he´s irresistible too

It´s hard to say now if he´s only stupid or is smart
As he crawled through the door
And poured out more of his creeping Jesus heart

You´re not the girl next door or a girl from France
Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot pants
All the words of love seem cruel and crass
When you´re tough and transparent as armoured glass
You´re everywhere girl in an everyday mess
Who´ll pay for the Crimes of Paris

And it´s all here and now
She hits him with that paper weight Eiffel Tower

And I tried to hold on to you, but I don´t know how
And I find it hard to swallow good advice
Like going down three times to only come up twice
Come up twice

She´s so convenient, he´s always stiff as hair-lacquer
It´s hard to discover now he´s in love with her
It was her way of getting her own back
He never did anything she couldn´t do on her own
You´re as good as your word and that´s no good to her
You´d better leave that kitten alone

She´s not the girl next door or a girl from France

Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot pants
All the words of love seem cruel and crass
When you´re tough and transparent as armoured glass
You´re everywhere girl in an everyday mess
Who´ll pay for the crimes of Paris
Who´ll pay for the crimes of Paris
Who´s gonna pay for the crimes of Paris
Who´ll pay for the crimes of Paris
You´re gonna pay for the crimes of Paris
Who´s gonna pay for the crimes of Paris