I thought it was you and your optimist's view of the clock

And how it's always another day

Just after twelve o'clock's struck

You 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



Chorus: 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 peices of his mind he's irresistible too

Now it's hard to say now if he's only stupid or smart

When he crawled through the door

And pured out more of his creeping-Jesus heart



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And it's all here and now

She hit him with that paper-wieght 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



She's so convenient, he's always stiff as hair-laquer

It's hard to discover now he's in love with her

It was her way of getting her own back

You 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



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