James McMurtry - Paris lyrics

When you land in Paris and they wave you right through Though your pa**port picture, doesn't look much like you They don't look at your luggage, they don't look at your face Cause you pose no danger and you're such a disgrace You go out walking down the Champs D'Elysees And your spirits are sinking, it can happen that way When you do your best Bogart and they don't seem to care They walk right down the sidewalk like you ain't even there Lookin' in the wrong direction Seein' it from the inside out The way you couldn't wait for Christmas The way you used to twist and shout It must be the jet lag, you hope it'll pa** You check your reflection in the store front gla** Kinda gray at the temples, kinda goes with the hat Kinda round in the middle but it ain't even that It's nothing you can see, it's nothing you can smell But you pose no danger and man they can tell Lookin' in the wrong direction Seein' it from the inside out The way you couldn't wait for Christmas The way you used to twist and shout You see it in the mirror in the morning You feel it in the middle of the night Sleeping with your eyes wide open Waking with the shades drawn tight