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Paris Blues - Jim Morrison Jr
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Paris Blues Jim Morrison Jr

Paris Blues - Jim Morrison Jr
Well I wish I was girl of sixteen
Be the queen of a magazine
I'd drive around in a great big car
I'd see the world as a great big dream
And all night long you could hear me scream
Hear me scream

When you look around
When you look all around you
Can you believe the shape she's in?
Look all around you
Can you believe the shape she's in?

Know where I'm goin'
Can't remember where I've been
Know right where I'm goin'
But I can't remember where I've been
Goin' to the city of love
Gonna start my life over again, yeah

Once I was young, now I'm gettin' old
Once I was warm, babe, now I feel cold
Well, I'm goin' overseas
Gonna grab me some of that gold
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