Weekend at my friends'
We were listening to French music
For them it was just for laughs
Me, in my corner, it made me cry
I'm sensitive at parties
And I made you sing too
So you'd become my girlfriend
Back then it was Paris
Loads of video clips
Show my kids how handsome I was
Back then we were on fire
The weeks that followed
I was trying to write the second verse
I was staying up for you
And as the nights went by
From blank pages to euphoria
I could feel the effects taking shape
Of a change in my life
And I made you sing too
So you'd become my girlfriend
Back then it was Paris
Loads of video clips
Show my kids how handsome I was
Back then we were on fire
And I made Mom sing too
We were young, we had it all figured out
Back then it was Paris