Nichole Alden - Paris lyrics

Fly her in from paris Show her how you've been treating me No she won't be angry A boy's got to be what a boy's got to be Sleep then when your conscience Tells you nothing's wrong And hold on to your baby She'll never hear this song Fly her in from paris Show her how you've been touching me No, she won't be bitter The apple doesn't fall far from the tree And some nights when you're dreaming I know you'll remember me But hold on to your baby There's such thing as loyalty