Friday
Friday, oh it's Friday,
My time is almost through.
Oh my dear, dear Paris,
Oh, how I will miss you.
I'll miss rocking on your metro,
and wandering around.
I'll miss searching out your alleys,
the wonders, they abound!
Oh my friends I've laughed with,
and the tears whem I goodbye.
I have no plans to come back soon,
but o-o-o-oh, someday, I'll try.
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