[Refrain: Mister Gims]
Paris, let's dance just before crashing
I thought, then thought again that it made more sense to leave you behind
Paris, let's dance before crashing
It's the last dance, the only one, I won't be able to think about you anymore
[Verse 1: Black M]
So much of my life is turning to shit, Paris thinks I've lost 'em
I walk alone in these dark streets with my big joint of pure weed
When midnight passes you show your true face
Bright red miniskirt edge, opposite of a good girl
I'm not here to judge you tonight, I just want
Make the job easier, maybe I wouldn't be alive anymore tomorrow
I don't want to die, stupid to know your Eiffel Tower
Show me your secrets quick, I would do the same
And then the journey's over!
[Interlude: Mister Gim's]
Do you see everything I'm living through?
Are you living everything I see?
Despite the time spent here
I still can't understand what's wrong with you
Hey! You lied to me this whole time
You said that the color of my skin doesn't matter
Ohohoh wrong!
I was so sure
You judged us by our looks
Liar, liar, you lied to me
[Refrain: Mister Gims]
[Verse 2: Lefa]
Okay I'm just another one of those Parisian hobos
I live under a bridge close to the river up 'til now
I rather go out a lot but this winter won't end man
I'd like to say bye to my city
A last dance in honor of my life
My struggles, my off days
Won't turn down the invitation
Paris...
Tourists don't know your true face
Your dark corners and what you hide there
We always said everything straight up
If I had the cash I would've taken one of your apartments in the sixteenth*
A ride, it's sad but often
The pretty girls and zen is everything they love
But being unlucky, I've always been poor
Paris you know my story, you love to play your role in it
[Refrain: Maitre Gims]
[Verse 3: Barack Adama]
I have repeatedly tried to ask for your hand but it was hopeless
And when I tried talking about all that your motto was always "drink"
Paris, we'll dance in the morning so I can look you in your real face
And so I can take off your weave
I think it's the wisest with your being the dirtiest, of course
We were out of our minds alright, I would say the same, that I took some lessons, I would've shot for you
You threw out the irreproachable types without giving a shit about them, but the worst is yet to come
And I wouldn't deny that I admire your walls, except to say that I swore I ditched everything for it
Paris you stink of booze, stupid bitch, yes, the disrespectful, that's all you