Lyrics

Ezra was an old man He lived by the sea Watchin' himself gettin' older With no Family And Cassie was a pretty one A bartender by trade She had a daughter with big green eyes She called her Jade They met each other in the park While Jade was on a swing On a bench underneath a tree They talked about everything And she said, Sometimes I get so scared But I don't know why She reached for the old man's hand And she began to cry And he said It ain't no crime,It ain't no crime... Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes It ain't no crime, It ain't no crime... Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes Then he said... I was gonna be a painter Gonna paint my masterpeice I spent my whole life dreamin' Now they're my only memories And I was gonna live in Paris, France Now my body's fallin' apart I could be Pablo Picasso if Dillusion were in art And she said "That sounds lovely...Paris, France Just sayin' those words Kinda makes me wanna dance Do you wanna dance?" It ain't no crime,It ain't no crime... Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes It ain't no crime, It ain't no crime... Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes They'd meet there every Sunday In the park at noon Ezra would get there early To buy Jade a red balloon And Cassie'd tell him all about Her awful luck with men She's say, "Wish I could find a guy like you But they'll never make you again." And Jade would fall asleep on Ezra's lap There in the park While Cassie'd still be talkin' a long time after dark Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes One Sunday afternoon No Ezra, no red balloon Just a friend of his who said "Ezra Passed Away And he wanted me to bring this letter to you today." Well it was 2 tickets to Paris and a note that read 'Thank you for the dance... My dearest Cassie You were my Paris, France.' It ain't no crime, It ain't no crime... Everybody gets a little bit loney sometimes