Easton Sheena - "Weekend In Paris" lyrics

All the flights were grounded, so I headed for the homeward sign There she was, her fingers in my house, lying on her back in my bed Didn't think to call you, I had my watch set on Parisien time I found her red heeled stilletoes, I watched them burn in my fire Chorus: Wasn't what I'd hardly expected, and oh God I wish I were dead All her clothes were scattered, her perfume hanging in the air One weekend in Paris, I'm gone for good Through the door her laughter, getting louder but you didn't care There it was, her lipstick, her make-up Her painted nails still touching your skin Could not believe what my eyes were watching, and oh God, will I ever win chorus I drove round till 4 a.m., had a cold coffee and then I made up my mind, my watch would stay on Parisien time chorus repeats 2x She can keep her head on my pillow, she can watch my ceiling, my floor She can check herself in my mirror, 'cause I won't be doin' that no more ------------------------------------------------------------------------------