Free Man In Paris


The way I see it, you just can’t win it:
Everybody’s in it for their own gain
You can’t please ’em all:
There’s always somebody callin’ you down.

And I do my best, and I do a good business:
There’s a lot of people asking for my time.
They’re trying to get ahead.
They’re trying to be a good friend of mine.

I was a free man in Paris.
I was unfettered and alive.
There was nobody to call me up for favors,
And no one’s future to decide.
You know, I’d go back there tomorrow,
But for the work I’ve taken on,
Stokin’ the star maker machin’ry
Behind the popular song.

I deal in dreamers wnd telephone schemers.
Lately I wonder what I do it for.
If l had my way I’d walk through that door
And wander down the Champs Elysees
Going cafe to cabaret,
Thinkin’ how I’ll feel when I find
That very good friend of mine.

I was a free man in Paris.
I was unfettered and alive.
There was nobody to call me up for favors,
And no one’s future to decide.
You know, I’d go back there tomorrow,
But for the work I’ve taken on,
Stokin’ the star maker machin’ry
Behind the popular song.

I deal in dreamers wnd telephone schemers.
Lately I wonder what I do it for.
If l had my way I’d walk through that door
And wander down the Champs Elysees
Going cafe to cabaret,
Thinkin’ how I’ll feel when I find
That very good friend of mine.

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