text: The way I see it, he said, You just cant win it
  Everybodys in it for their own gain
  You cant please them all
  Theres always someone calling you down
  Calling you down, calling you down
  But I do my best
  And I do good business, I do it well
  Theres a lot of people asking for my time
  Trying to get ahead
  Theyre trying to be a good friend of mine
  I deal in dreamers and telephone screamers
  Lately, I wonder what I do it for
  If l had my way
  Id walk through those doors
  And wander down the Champs-Elysees
  Going cafe to cabaret
  Thinking how Ill feel when I find
  That very good friend of mine
  I was a free man in Paris
  Nobody was calling me up for favors
  You know Id go back there tomorrow
  Stoking the star maker machinery
  I was a free man in Paris
  Nobody was calling me up for favors
  You know Id go back there tomorrow
  Stoking the star maker machinery