Lirik Lagu Paris - The 1975
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
She said hello, she was letting me knowWe share friends in SohoShe's a pain in the noseAnd I'm a pain in women's clothesAnd you're a walking overdose in a great coat
And so she wrote a plan for it on the back of a fag packetShe had to leave because she couldn't hack itNot enough noise and too much racketI think I've spent all my money and your friends, oh
But how I'd love to go to Paris againOh, how I'd love to go to Paris again
Mr. Serotonin Man, lend me a gramYou call yourself a friend?I got two left feet and I'm starting to cheatOn my girlfriend againI caught a pinky in her noseAs the crowd cheered for an overdoseAnd I don't suppose you know where this train goesThere was a party that you had to missBecause your friend kept cutting her wristsHyperpoliticized sexual trystsOh, I think my boyfriend's a nihilistI said "Hey kids we're all just the sameWhat a shame"
Ya know, how I'd love to go to Paris againAnd how I'd love to go to Paris again
Oh stop being an assholeAnd counting my eye rollsAnd like pistols falls in the snowKeeping paying the tab on my halfMan you putting me up on a shelfWell I believed you're cleanBut only I've seen your fist for myself
And then she pointed at a bag of her dreamsIn a well posh magazineI said I'm done, babe. I'm out of the scene,But I was picking up from Bethnal GreenShe said I've been romanticizing heroinAnd oh how I'd love to go to Paris, to Paris againAnd how I'd love to go to Paris againAnd how I'd love to go to Paris againAnd how I'd love to go to Paris again
And so she wrote a plan for it on the back of a fag packetShe had to leave because she couldn't hack itNot enough noise and too much racketI think I've spent all my money and your friends, oh
But how I'd love to go to Paris againOh, how I'd love to go to Paris again
Mr. Serotonin Man, lend me a gramYou call yourself a friend?I got two left feet and I'm starting to cheatOn my girlfriend againI caught a pinky in her noseAs the crowd cheered for an overdoseAnd I don't suppose you know where this train goesThere was a party that you had to missBecause your friend kept cutting her wristsHyperpoliticized sexual trystsOh, I think my boyfriend's a nihilistI said "Hey kids we're all just the sameWhat a shame"
Ya know, how I'd love to go to Paris againAnd how I'd love to go to Paris again
Oh stop being an assholeAnd counting my eye rollsAnd like pistols falls in the snowKeeping paying the tab on my halfMan you putting me up on a shelfWell I believed you're cleanBut only I've seen your fist for myself
And then she pointed at a bag of her dreamsIn a well posh magazineI said I'm done, babe. I'm out of the scene,But I was picking up from Bethnal GreenShe said I've been romanticizing heroinAnd oh how I'd love to go to Paris, to Paris againAnd how I'd love to go to Paris againAnd how I'd love to go to Paris againAnd how I'd love to go to Paris again
