You've been worrying too much again
'Bout how we can't afford the rent
And how our friends are so at ease
Now you're talking bout the places you
Always wanted to take me to
And how there's so much we should see
But, we don't need Paris
We don't need nobody
We don't need Paris
We don't need nobody
Naked under my beret
We could eat croissants in bed
And spend a Sunday afternoon
In a tiny living room
We can fight the old routine
There's no place I'd rather be
And we don't even have to leave