She's dipped in gold

She likes it fancy

Drinks pink champagne

As her hair falls down

Leaves her perfume

Red lipstick number

And then she's gone

Before the sun comes up



I'm talking 'bout a classic

That Coco kinda magic

This thing is automatic

And I can't seem to cut you loose

Just something about



My Paris

Ooo

My Paris

Mon amour



My, my Paris

My, my Paris



Black dress it babe

Just kill it simple

You got me dying

Just to show you off

Uncut and flawless

Yeah, you my diamond

Those jagged edges

Always get me off



I'm talking 'bout a classic

That Coco kinda magic

This thing is automatic

And I can't seem to cut you loose

Just something about



My Paris

Ooo

My Paris

Mon amour



My, my Paris

My, my Paris