Paris

Can you pick me up tonight?

I've been running out of time

There's some wind up in my sail, knuckle tapping on the table

Can you pick me up in your car? Didn't know it'd be this far

Am I twitching? Oh I'm sorry, I'm obsessed with making money

I'm obsessed with making money

I'm obsessed with making some -

Oooh, I can't be acting how you want me to

Just thinking bout cracking that ceiling, buckle up, step on it, move

I can't be strolling down the boulevard

And you can forget it, forget it

I'm not going to Paris for the hell of it

You think that you love me, what proof do you have?

Oh it's you, but you wish it was true

But you wish it was true, but you wish it was

I'm obsessed with making money

I'm obsessed with making money

I'm obsessed with making money

And the coins fell out your mouth when

You were talking bout your boyfriend

Down the drain but, I was counting, it's a secret

Un, deux, trois, quatre

And you can forget it, forget it (I'm not just gonna forget it)

I'm not going to Paris for the hell of it

You think that you love me, what proof do you have?

Oh it's you, but you wish it was

But you wish it was true, but you wish it was

I don't care that I might lose you, I'm already living in the future

I don't care that I might lose you, I'm already living in the future

I don't care that I might lose you, I'm already living in the future

I don't care that I might lose you, I'm already-

I'm obsessed with making, making-

I'm obsessed with (Uuuh)-king money

I'm obsessed with making, making-

I'm obsessed with (Uuuh)-king money

I'm obsessed with making, making-

I'm obsessed with (Uuuh)-king money