Promises of Paris

He was sitting by the exit sign
 I should've walked right past him
 I accepted the invitation
 Though I never would have asked him
 He was drowning the future in the past
 Pouring out promises of Paris in every glass
 All the women there are beautiful
 But the men can be quite rude
 There's magic floating in the air
 And sex appeal in the food
 Nowhere else comes close, though other cities try
 It was hard to tell the promises of Paris from the lies
 Trains came and went, days began to slow
 Dreams from the bottle never let go
 Leave it all 'til later, tomorrow is a gem
 Promises are empty
 I don't have room for them
 Je ne pourrai pas l'aimer plus
 Me crois quand je dit
 Si j'avais restée
 Je me reperdu avec lui
 If you're lonely and afraid of what you'll miss
 You can find promises of Paris in any kiss
 Now he blames me for his ruin
 I'm the woman behind his failings
 He commiserates with barroom girls
 In between his jailings
 But I bet you, when he drinks himself to death
 In his last words, there will be promises of Paris on his breath