The Maine - Raining in paris

^GbMidnight comes in ^EbmParis a^Dbnd as ^GbI light my cigarette The ^Ebmrain it hits my f^Dbace ^GbSo I start walking ^EbmToward the F^Dberris wheel ^GbFrom my hotel on ^EbmChamps-Élys^Dbées For ^Bbmnow I am a^Ebmlone ^B I might ^Bbmalways be a^Ebmlone ^Db

My ^Bheart is in the city of ^Gblove But it's raining in ^DbParis ^BWhat good is a heart of ^Gbgold With nobody to ^Dbshare it with It's coming ^Bdown, it's coming ^Gbdown My ^Ebmhead can h^Dbardly ba^Bre it My ^Bheart is in the city of ^Dblove But it's raining in ^BParis

^EbmSo let it r^Dbain on me^Gb See my ^Ebmheart's on f^Dbire But I ^Gbalways got cold feet ^EbmLove never r^Dbeally did an^Byth^Gbing for me ^{Db Ebm}Try telling that to this g^Dboddamn city ^{Gb Ebm}And if the s^Dbtorm should st^Gbop I'd ^Ebmask you to d^Dbance on some cl^Gbiche mountain top ^EbmWe'd share s^Dbtraws at your fa^Bvorite co^Gbffee shop^Db But ^Ebmlife it ain't no r^Dbomance novel

My ^Bheart is in the city of ^Gblove But it's raining in ^DbParis ^BWhat good is a heart of ^Gbgold With nobody to ^Dbshare it with It's coming ^Bdown, it's coming ^Gbdown My ^Ebmhead can h^Dbardly ba^Bre it My ^Bheart is in the city of ^Dblove But it's raining in ^BParis

^GbI met a man Who ^Ebmsold umb^Dbrellas and ^Gb

saved ^Ebmme from all that r^Dbain For ^Bbmnow I am a^Ebmlone ^B I think I ^Bbmlike being a^Ebmlone ^Db