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The way I see it He said you just can't win it Everybody's in it for their own gain You can't please them all There's always somebody callin you down I do my best and I do good business There's alot of people askin for my time They're trying to get ahead They're trying to be a good friend of mine I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive There was nobody callin me up for favors And no one's future to decide You know I'd go back there tomorrow But for the work I've taken on Stokin the star maker machinery behind the popular song I deal in dreamers and telephone screamers Lately I wonder what I do it for If I had my way, I'd just walk through those doors And wander down the Champs-Élysées Goin' café to cabaret Thinkin how I'd feel when I find that very good friend of mine I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive Nobody was callin me up for favors No one's future to decide You know I'd go back there tomorrow But for the work I've taken on Stokin the star maker machinery behind the popular song |