Paris, Tokyo

Album: The Cool (2007)
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  • Let's go to sleep in Paris
    Wake up in Tokyo
    Have a dream in New Orleans
    Fall in love in Chicago
    Mayne

    I love her
    And I hate to leave her lonely
    Ring ring went the iPhone, it was my homie
    He said, let's hit Japan
    If we can make 'em jam
    We can make a hundred grand
    Spend it in the south of France
    Nothing further, I jumped
    Grabbed my Goyard trunk
    Got ready to 'Walk it Out' like Unk
    In my John Lennon chucks
    That's when I heard Murder
    You're killin me, you're fillin me
    With sorrow, sunrise, goodbyes
    And missin you tomorrow's
    I turn to see
    My dream love supreme queen, meanest thing on the scene, cry
    I drop my bags in a flash
    That's faster one 180 on that dash sir
    To dry her tears
    And wipe the rain from my dear like Dasher
    You's the dame who's the user name to all my passwords
    The reason I get fly is Ivan Jasper
    I even keep your picture in my passport
    Love, Love

    Let's go to sleep in Paris
    Wake up in Tokyo
    Have a dream in New Orleans
    Fall in love in Chicago
    Mayne

    Then we can land in the motherland
    Camel back across the desert sand
    Take a train, to Rome, or home
    Brazil, for real

    Wherever I go she goes
    Wherever I go she goes

    So let's keep it, real
    All in together, free Chill
    Tell the stewardess to throw a movie on the reel
    Heat up my kosher meal, exchange my dollar bills
    Lean back in my first class seat, and sleep
    Don't wake me till I land, when they barely understand
    What I speak, but they nod to my beats
    I tell my fans who I am, and they stand, and they clap
    They applaud. They love me, my God
    Otsukaresama deshita or maybe au revoir
    A spree on Saint Henri, then back to Charles de Gaulle
    So I can get home and tell her everywhere that I been
    And, everything that I done, and
    Tell her that she's the one, and, um

    Let's go to sleep in Paris
    Wake up in Tokyo
    Have a dream in New Orleans
    Fall in love in Chicago
    Mayne

    Then we can land in the motherland
    Camel back across the desert sand
    Take a train, to Rome, or home
    Brazil, for real

    Wherever I go she goes
    Wherever I go she goes

    Guess who's back in the, house
    With a bunch of souvenirs and a smile for your mouth
    I really missed you, each and every night I kissed ya
    In my dreams fore I went to sleep to lala land to count them sheep
    I swear you're lookin' prettier than ever
    It's got to be a prophecy for us to stay together ever more
    For better or, less or poor, or worth our weight in buried treasure
    X's on the shore
    I know my world tour's like war to ya
    But Ian said: Aloha, and Harley said: Cheers
    Julian said: Bonjour!, Big O was like: Yeah
    Amanda and Le Messie want to know when we goin' there
    Edison sends his love, so does the rest of the club
    Of the international playboys and playgirls
    But I revoke my membership, all for My Tenderness
    She said, Pursue your interests, cause even If
    I'm ticket less, I'll be there, by your side
    In your heart and, on your mind
    So, as I taxi down another runway
    I Gotcha, who loves you bay
    Now bring it back, now

    Let's go to sleep in Paris
    Wake up in Tokyo
    Have a dream in New Orleans
    Fall in love in Chicago
    Mayne

    Then we can land in the motherland
    Camel back across the desert sand
    Take a train, to Rome, or home
    Brazil, for real

    Wherever I go she goes
    Wherever I go she goes
    Wherever I go she goes
    Wherever I go she goes Writer/s: Eumir Deodato, Rudolph Lopez, Wasalu Jaco
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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