We'll Always Have Paris - Cherry Poppin' Daddies

Feline, recline here in my room of blue

Eyes of green, mystery transmissions

I loved the way you moved

I feel all right

Yeah I’m ok

16 stories above the street

Shiva, diva, angel whore

You and me, yeah

This room is fur in electric blue

Shiny, black, and tight on you

Rent bloody movies, laugh and screw

Shiny, black, and tight on you

Fleur de mal, you fell down

Down

Down

Sometimes I see someone who reminds me of you

I’m fine, I still write and live in squalor

And you still refuse

In the years after the plane left

I forgot all of my French

I was too young to know

It would be my last chance

This room is fur in electric blue

Shiny, black, and tight on you

Rent bloody movies, laugh and screw

Shiny, black, and tight on you

I’m your trade, you’re my trade

I’m your slave, you’re my slave

I’m okay, you’re okay

I’m okay

I’m dying to cough up love

This room is fur in electric blue

Shiny, black, and tight on you

Drink bloody Marys, laugh and screw

Shiny, black, and tight on you

No less can roam this mortal room

Shiny, black, and tight on you

Kneel before the horse and kiss his hooves

Fleur de mal you fell, down

Down

Down

Shiny black and tight on you

Shiny black and tight on you

Shiny black and tight on you

Tight on you

Tight on you

Tight on you