my love life,easy.
paris is crap and the line only stone and steel except my love in paris is the only glimpse of the lyrically talented moz we know and love,the last few singles he just seems to fill a lyric sentence and then dragg certain words out to fill the space (if you know what i mean),however , mama,somethings squeezing my skull, are crackers so i guess it evens up,,steve,