Dark Side of Paris

I lost my love, in the dark side of Paris (spoken)

In the dirty underground of Paris
Tranquillizing music and the wine is cheap
But look around don't drink too much for you might see
What you can't touch! You can't touch!

In the darkest corner of the street
Eyes and faces that you cannot meet
When you think you've kept the pace
Then you find there's something you can't face, you can't face!

Though I never agreed to meet you
Though I never agreed to be there… I was there!

She was on the dark side of my mind
And she was on this dark side somewhere hard to find
I left her unkindly and now she's behind me
On the dark side of Paris… oh!

Dans les rues you don't what to do
You think that everyone can see through you
But being alone in this crowd will take you up
And tear you down! Tear you down!

Though I never agreed to meet you
Though I never agreed to be there… I was there!

She was on the dark side of my mind
And she was on this dark side somewhere hard to find
I left her unkindly and now she's behind me
On the dark side of Paris… oh!

Words and music by Peter Forrest