Lyrics
I found myself in Paris
She sat in mournful silence
By midnight came an outburst
So much louder than a cloudburst
She said
"Make-up is a lie, all make-up
Make-up is a lie!
All make-up, make-up is a lie
All make-up is a lie!"
I soon returned to Paris
To the garret of the poet
In her mind of blank reclusion
Until the same explosion
"Make-up is a lie, all make-up
All make-up is a lie!
All make-up, make-up is a lie
All make-up is a lie!"
Ten years passed in boredom
I made my way to Paris
To stand before her gravestone
I read the words in granite
One, two, three, four, five
"Make-up is a lie, all make-up
Make-up is a lie, make-up is a lie
Make-up is a lie, all make-up is a lie!
Make-up is a lie, all make-up
Make-up is a lie, make-up is a lie
Make-up is a lie, all make-up is a lie!"
She sat in mournful silence
By midnight came an outburst
So much louder than a cloudburst
She said
"Make-up is a lie, all make-up
Make-up is a lie!
All make-up, make-up is a lie
All make-up is a lie!"
I soon returned to Paris
To the garret of the poet
In her mind of blank reclusion
Until the same explosion
"Make-up is a lie, all make-up
All make-up is a lie!
All make-up, make-up is a lie
All make-up is a lie!"
Ten years passed in boredom
I made my way to Paris
To stand before her gravestone
I read the words in granite
One, two, three, four, five
"Make-up is a lie, all make-up
Make-up is a lie, make-up is a lie
Make-up is a lie, all make-up is a lie!
Make-up is a lie, all make-up
Make-up is a lie, make-up is a lie
Make-up is a lie, all make-up is a lie!"