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Enter your search terms Submit search form   Web www.mattsmusicpage.com The Lyrics Are Below   The Doors Paris Blues   I wish I was a girl of sixteen Be the queen of the magazine I’d drive around in a great big car I’d have a chauffeur like a movie star And all night long you could hear me scream!   When you look all around, can you believe the shape she’s in? When you look all around, can you believe the shape she’s in? Look all around, can you believe the shape she’s in?   Know where I’m goin’, can’t remember where I’ve been Know right where I’m goin’, can’t remember where I’ve been Goin’ to the city of love, gonna start my life all over again   Once I was young now I’m gettin’ old Once I was warm, now I feel cold Well, I’m goin’ overseas, gonna grab me some of that gold         Click here to return to my Doors lyrics page The lyrics are Copyright their respective owners. Sign Up For My Newsletter Subscribe | Unsubscribe Site Map | Disclaimer | Privacy Policy | Media Kit | Submissions/Corrections Website © 2000-2008 mattsmusicpage.com. All rights reserved. Operated by MM Page, LLC Enter your search terms Submit search form   Web www.mattsmusicpage.com