Lupe Fiasco - Paris Tokyo lyrics

Let's go to sleep in Paris Wake up in Tokyo Have a dream in New Orleans Fall in love in Chicago Mayne I love her And I hate to leave her lonely Ring ring went the iPhone, it was my homie He said, let's hit Japan If we can make 'em jam We can make a hundred grand Spend it in the south of France Nothing further, I jumped Grabbed my Goyard trunk Got ready to 'Walk it Out' like Unk In my John Lennon chucks That's when I heard Murder You're k**in me, you're fillin me With sorrow, sunrise, goodbyes And missin you tomorrow's I turn to see My dream love supreme queen, meanest thing on the scene, cry I drop my bags in a flash That's faster one 180 on that dash sir To dry her tears And wipe the rain from my dear like Dasher You's the dame who's the user name to all my pa**words The reason I get fly is Ivan Jasper I even keep your picture in my pa**port Love, Love Let's go to sleep in Paris Wake up in Tokyo Have a dream in New Orleans Fall in love in Chicago Mayne Then we can land in the motherland Camel back across the desert sand Take a train, to Rome, or home Brazil, for real Wherever I go she goes Wherever I go she goes So let's keep it, real All in together, free Chill Tell the stewardess to throw a movie on the reel Heat up my kosher meal, exchange my dollar bills Lean back in my first cla** seat, and sleep Don't wake me till I land, when they barely understand What I speak, but they nod to my beats I tell my fans who I am, and they stand, and they clap They applaud. They love me, my God Otsukaresama desh**a or maybe au revoir A spree on Saint Henri, then back to Charles de Gaulle So I can get home and tell her everywhere that I been And, everything that I done, and Tell her that she's the one, and, um Let's go to sleep in Paris Wake up in Tokyo Have a dream in New Orleans Fall in love in Chicago Mayne Then we can land in the motherland Camel back across the desert sand Take a train, to Rome, or home Brazil, for real Wherever I go she goes Wherever I go she goes Guess who's back in the, house With a bunch of souvenirs and a smile for your mouth I really missed you, each and every night I kissed ya In my dreams fore I went to sleep to lala land to count them sheep I swear you're lookin' prettier than ever It's got to be a prophecy for us to stay together ever more For better or, less or poor, or worth our weight in buried treasure X's on the shore I know my world tour's like war to ya But Ian said: Aloha, and Harley said: Cheers Julian said: Bonjour!, Big O was like: Yeah Amanda and Le Messie want to know when we goin' there Edison sends his love, so does the rest of the club Of the international playboys and playgirls But I revoke my membership, all for My Tenderness She said, Pursue your interests, cause even If I'm ticket less, I'll be there, by your side In your heart and, on your mind So, as I taxi down another runway I Gotcha, who loves you bay Now bring it back, now Let's go to sleep in Paris Wake up in Tokyo Have a dream in New Orleans Fall in love in Chicago Mayne Then we can land in the motherland Camel back across the desert sand Take a train, to Rome, or home Brazil, for real Wherever I go she goes Wherever I go she goes Wherever I go she goes Wherever I go she goes