Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nickless
Nickless
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nickless
Nickless
Composer
Ben Mühlenthaler
Ben Mühlenthaler
Composer
Thomas Fessler
Thomas Fessler
Composer
Vania Sousa
Vania Sousa
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nickless
Nickless
Producer
Ben Mühlenthaler
Ben Mühlenthaler
Producer

Texty

Now I'm dancing with you, babe
And I know it's getting late
But I guess you need a shoulder
And you won't call it a date
But I'm still playing the game
'Cause I wanna get to know you
Don't leave me hanging
You keep on saying
I should be flying to France
But then you're not staying
Oh, tell me, is it all pretend?
Is this for real?, or tell me if I'm just a friend
With sex appeal
I follow every time
But then you change your mind
And now I'm lying here
In Paris, alone
In Paris, alone
In Paris, alone
Yeah, I know how it goes
Whatever, I suppose
I'll let you do it all day
And you can tell me lies
Or keep me on the side
I'll keep it down low, babe
You're like a poster
Saying come over
Act like you're missing me
So I'll move in closer
So tell me, is it all pretend?
Is this for real?, or tell me if I'm just a friend
With sex appeal
I follow every time
But then you change your mind
And now I'm lying here
In Paris, alone
In Paris, alone
In Paris, alone
You swing by from time to time
But in the end, I'm on the line
All I give, all you take
You hold it in and make me wait
Oh, you swing by from time to time
But leave me hanging on your line
Am I wrong to play along?
'Cause nothing's changing
I'm in Paris, alone
I'm in Paris, alone
You swing by from time to time
But in the end I'm on the line
All I give, all you take
You hold it in and make me wait
I'm in Paris, alone
You swing by from time to time
But in the end I'm on the line
All I give, all you take
You hold it in
I'm in Paris, alone
I'm in Paris, alone
Written by: Ben Mühlenthaler, Nickless, Thomas Fessler, Vania Sousa
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