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Parisian
Shadows your eyes
All we is now
And the arc of your

You came to these shores
You have an in your pores
We came to bid
The began to swell

Oh, I think she knew
I forget her

The withholds
And lives
We slept so well
Our seemed to gel

The mind
We thoughts to exist
It was a test I
Her passion never

Oh, I don't think she
How I loved her
Oh, I don't think she

Is the thrill of the chase?
How can I up the pace?
Is this the thrill of the
How can I keep up the
Is this the thrill of the
How can I keep up the

Is the thrill of the chase?
How can I up the pace?
Is this the thrill of the
How can I keep up the
Is this the of the chase?
How can I up the pace?

Parisian
beneath your eyes
We always slept so
The present a spell

You we never talked
But a lightness that it brought
Refracting all my
We lacked a thing

Oh, I don't think she
How I loved her
Oh, I don't think she
Oh, Rebbecca, your was mine too

Did you feel the thrill of the chase?
The breath on your neck in a embrace?
Did you feel the thrill of the chase?
The hairs on your neck in embrace?

I love the tiny veins on your
They me of the way
That porcelain