Lyrics:

All the flights were grounded
So I headed for the homeward sign
Didn't think to call you
I had my watch set on Parisian time

There she was, her fingers in my house
Laying on her back in my bed
Wasn't what I'd hardly expected
And oh, God, I wish I were dead (Ooh)

I found her red-heeled stilettoes (One weekend) (Ooh)
I watched them burn in my fire (In Paris) (Ooh)
One weekend in Paris, I'm gone for good
(Weekend in Paris)

All her clothes were scattered
Her perfume hanging in the air
Through the door, her laughter
Getting louder, but you didn't care

There it was, her lipstick, her make-up
Her painted nails still touching your skin
Could not believe what my eyes were watching
And oh, God, will I ever win (Ooh)

I found her red-heeled stilettoes (One weekend) (Ooh)
I watched them burn in my fire (In Paris) (Ooh)
One weekend in Paris, I'm gone for good
(Weekend in Paris)

I drove round till 4 a.m
Had a cold coffee and then
I made up my mind
My watch would stay on Parisian time

She can keep her head on my pillow
She can watch my ceiling, my floor
She can check herself in my mirrors
'Cause I won't be doin' that no more (Ooh)

I found her red-heeled stilettoes (One weekend) (Ooh)
I watched them burn in my fire (In Paris) (Ooh)
One weekend in Paris, I'm gone for good
I found her red-heeled stilettoes (One weekend) (Ooh)
I watched them burn in my fire (In Paris) (Ooh)
One weekend in Paris, I'm gone for good