Free Man in Paris Lyrics

If I had my way, I'd walk through that door and wander Down the Champs Elysees, going from cafe to cabaret
The way I see it, I just can't win it Everybody's in it for their own game You can't please them all There's always somebody callin' you down
And I do my best and I do good business As a lot of people asking for my time They're trying to get ahead And try and be a good friend of mine
I was a free man in Paris, I was unfettered and alive There was nobody to call me up for favors No one's future to decide
You know I'd go back there tomorrow But for the work I'm taking on Stokin' the star maker machinery Behind the popular song
I deal in dreamers and telephone schemers Lately I wonder what I do it for
If I had my way, I'd walk through that door and wander Down the Champs Elysees going from cafe to cabaret Thinkin' how I feel when I find that very good friend of mine