| Song | Paris |
| Artist | Elton John |
| Album | Leather Jackets |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Bernie Taupin Music:Elton John | |
| Nobody left in the airport lounge | |
| They cleaned the ashtrays | |
| TV's just wound down | |
| I've got to wait till morning | |
| I've got to last the night | |
| I've only got one book | |
| To see me through my flight | |
| But when I get to Paris | |
| We'll paint all our portraits | |
| In brush-strokes of yellow | |
| And christen the canvas | |
| The left bank is crying | |
| For colour to crown it | |
| Like the roof of a palace | |
| We'll drink in the amber | |
| When I get to Paris | |
| You were the best of Montmartre Street life | |
| You signed the tablecloth | |
| Art has its price | |
| It's so hard to hold on | |
| To the ghost of your breed | |
| It takes ambition | |
| To call the colours you need | |
| I've got to wait till morning | |
| I've got to last the night | |
| I've only got one book | |
| To see me through the flight |
| Lyrics: Bernie Taupin Music: Elton John | |
| Nobody left in the airport lounge | |
| They cleaned the ashtrays | |
| TV' s just wound down | |
| I' ve got to wait till morning | |
| I' ve got to last the night | |
| I' ve only got one book | |
| To see me through my flight | |
| But when I get to Paris | |
| We' ll paint all our portraits | |
| In brushstrokes of yellow | |
| And christen the canvas | |
| The left bank is crying | |
| For colour to crown it | |
| Like the roof of a palace | |
| We' ll drink in the amber | |
| When I get to Paris | |
| You were the best of Montmartre Street life | |
| You signed the tablecloth | |
| Art has its price | |
| It' s so hard to hold on | |
| To the ghost of your breed | |
| It takes ambition | |
| To call the colours you need | |
| I' ve got to wait till morning | |
| I' ve got to last the night | |
| I' ve only got one book | |
| To see me through the flight |
| Lyrics: Bernie Taupin Music: Elton John | |
| Nobody left in the airport lounge | |
| They cleaned the ashtrays | |
| TV' s just wound down | |
| I' ve got to wait till morning | |
| I' ve got to last the night | |
| I' ve only got one book | |
| To see me through my flight | |
| But when I get to Paris | |
| We' ll paint all our portraits | |
| In brushstrokes of yellow | |
| And christen the canvas | |
| The left bank is crying | |
| For colour to crown it | |
| Like the roof of a palace | |
| We' ll drink in the amber | |
| When I get to Paris | |
| You were the best of Montmartre Street life | |
| You signed the tablecloth | |
| Art has its price | |
| It' s so hard to hold on | |
| To the ghost of your breed | |
| It takes ambition | |
| To call the colours you need | |
| I' ve got to wait till morning | |
| I' ve got to last the night | |
| I' ve only got one book | |
| To see me through the flight |