Libby, we'll go to Paris
Dance along the boulevards
And have no one to embarrass
Puttin' on the Ritz in style
With an Arab and an Heiress
Libby, we'll fly anyway, heyyyy
And leave behind our blues
Half sung melodies
We'll trade them all in
For a Paris breeze
Libby we'll fly
See how dark the circles grow
In a town that has no light
So many eyes just staring out
Into the bloodshot night
And Libby, I hate to see you cry
And I want to share it all with you
And if it brings us to our knees
We'll trade it all in for a Paris breeze
Libby we'll fly
They say it don't come easy
And they say that love is blind
If you're afraid to be close
Then love is hard to find
And if you spend too much time winning love
There's no time to be kind
And Libby I'm guilty of your crimes
I'm just another passenger
Traveling on these crazy high seas
Very likely be the same
In a Paris breeze
Libby we'll fly
If all our flights are grounded
Libby we'll go to Paris
And wish we were back home again
Or sailing on the ocean
Just a window and a drink
To set our dreams in motion
But Libby, we'll fly anyway, heyyyy
And leave our blues
Half sung melodies
Trade them in for a Paris breeze
Libby we'll fly
If all our flights are grounded Libby, we'll go to Paris Dance along the boulevards And have no one to embarrass Puttin' on the Ritz in style With an Arab and an Heiress Libby, we'll fly anyway, heyyyy And leave behind our blues Half sung melodies We'll trade them all in For a Paris breeze Libby we'll fly See how dark the circles grow In a town that has no light So many eyes just staring out Into the bloodshot night And Libby, I hate to see you cry And I want to share it all with you And if it brings us to our knees We'll trade it all in for a Paris breeze Libby we'll fly They say it don't come easy And they say that love is blind If you're afraid to be close Then love is hard to find And if you spend too much time winning love There's no time to be kind And Libby I'm guilty of your crimes I'm just another passenger Traveling on these crazy high seas Very likely be the same In a Paris breeze Libby we'll fly If all our flights are grounded Libby we'll go to Paris And wish we were back home again Or sailing on the ocean Just a window and a drink To set our dreams in motion But Libby, we'll fly anyway, heyyyy And leave our blues Half sung melodies Trade them in for a Paris breeze Libby we'll fly Explain Request ×
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