He's a man on a phone call,
He goes out every Friday night
and he asks for September
Mr. Paradise, Mr. Paradise
Mr. Paradise, Mr. Paradise
Mr. Paradise, Mr. Paradise
Mr. Mr. Paradise, Mr. Paradise
He's the truth but without the proof,
Ten tall tales of employment
You bet he'll tell them all
He makes sure that he has your attention
Oh, and you're back to the work
Did he mention that he worked offshore?
how he's seen it all before?
Did he say how he does his work
Did he share those things?
On the loose but without a use,
Yeah, he's happy enough to pretend
That I'd always be your friend
But I'll turn on you in the end, oh
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