Lyric Free man in Paris

If I had my way, I d walk thru 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 favours
Noone s future to decide
You know I d go back there tomorrow
But for the work I m taking on
??? star makin 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 thru 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