The Rooftops of Paris


I tend to haunt the rooftops of Paris

Why

Because I am reserved and shy

And meet almost nobody

Here on the rooftops of the city

Are you a voyeur

No whatever makes you say that

Because I have seen you watching me

I almost called the cops

There was no intention on my part Annie

Seriously

Seriously

I am sure that you have seen my breasts

Have you

No

You are lying to me Tomas

No I have hardly seen you

Let alone your breasts

So you were watching me

No

Liar

I often walk around without a shirt

When the weather is hot

Paris is such a close city

I should have called the cops

They deal with people like you

I am not strange Annie

Do you own that red car

Which red car

The street is full of red cars

The one opposite the dilapidated garage

Yes that is my car

Do you drive it

As it is a fine car

No

That is a waste

I would like you to drive me out of the city

Why

To see Lola

Who is Lola

Lola is my friend

But I will not let you

Unless you confess

Confess

Confess to watching me

I was not not watching you

How do you know

That you were not watching me

Unless you were watching me

I am returning to my apartment

As I wish to wear my yellow dress

Meet me by your red car

In fifteen minutes

I will be barefoot

But carrying my sandals