Don't Go Back To Paris

Sally's in the doorway Always one foot off the ground Asking for some resurgence Of an old American sound Don't go back to Paris Don't make me jealous Don't go back to Paris Won't tell your parents Flying high and burning off the roof Trash the hotel and the living room Nothing good happens after dark Oh, no Sad but you're living the good life Just got access to your six four five Sally, it's just campus life Oh, no 'Cause it's easy come, easy go Meet me at the party Easy come, easy go I'm here with Bacardi Easy come, easy go At me with your body Easy come, easy go Don't go back to Paris Don't make me jealous Don't go back to Paris Won't tell your parents Sally's leaving on a jet plane Cut her hair and changed her name She's never not one for the limelight 'Cause nothing's sweeter than champagne 'Cause it's easy come, easy go Crashing the Bugatti Speed it up take it slow Glitter glitterati Little high, little low Charge it to your daddy Easy come easy go Don't go back to Paris Don't make me jealous Don't go back to Paris Won't tell your parents They say it's all in my head But it's much more than a feeling Forget about your sleeping Don't let him catch you dreaming I'm stuck up on a feeling But it's all in my head It's all in my head Sally said I used to go to my friends Little blue holiday house In the passenger seat And now I'm working here Won't you take a trip with me To Atlantic City or back to study with each other We'll search across the way