Paris

<br>Ezra was an old man<br>He lived by the sea.<br>Watchin` himself gettin` older,<br>With no Family. <br>And Cassie was a pretty one,<br>A bartender by trade.<br>She had a daughter with big green eyes,<br>She called her Jade.<br>They met each other in the park,<br>While Jade was on a swing.<br>On a bench underneath a tree,<br>They talked about everything.<br>And she said, Sometimes I get so scared,<br>But I don`t know why.<br>She reached for the old man`s hand,<br>and she began to cry.<br>And he said,<br>it ain`t no crime,It ain`t no crime...<br>Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes.<br>It ain`t no crime, It ain`t no crime...<br>Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.<br><br>Then he said...<br>I was gonna be a painter, <br>gonna paint my masterpeice.<br>I spent my whole life dreamin`, <br>now they`re my only memories.<br>And I was gonna live in Paris, France<br>Now my body`s fallin` apart.<br>I could be Pablo Picasso if Dillusion were in art.<br>And she said,<br>&quot;That sounds lovely...Paris, France<br>Just sayin` those words,<br>Kinda makes me wanna dance,<br>Do you wanna dance?&quot;<br><br>It ain`t no crime,It ain`t no crime...<br>Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes.<br>It ain`t no crime, It ain`t no crime...<br>Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.<br><br>They`d meet there every Sunday<br>In the park at noon.<br>Ezra would get there early<br>To buy Jade a red balloon.<br>And Cassie`d tell him all about<br>her awful luck with men.<br>She`s say, &quot;Wish I could find a guy like you<br>But they`ll never make you again.&quot;<br>And Jade would fall asleep on Ezra`s lap<br>there in the park.<br>While Cassie`d still be talkin` a long time after dark.<br><br>Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.<br><br>One Sunday afternoon,<br>no Ezra, No red balloon.<br>Just a friend of his who said,<br>&quot;Ezra Passed Away.<br>And he wanted me to bring this letter to you today.&quot;<br>Well it was 2 tickets to Paris and a note that read,<br>`Thank you for the dance...<br>My dearest Cassie, <br>you were my Paris, France.`<br><br>It ain`t no crime, It ain`t no crime...<br>Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes.