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Paris’ Sweetest Secret 2 by Alisha

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Paris’ Sweetest Secret 2

pop,female vocals

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Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
I’m Evelyn.
I’m 16 years old,
and I live with my parents in Paris.
We own a family bakery called Le Papillon Bleu —
which means ‘The Blue Butterfly.’
Le Papillon Bleu is known as “Paris’ Sweetest Secret.”
Tourists and locals line up outside.
(Verse 1)
My parents Dominic and Athena Beaumont,
aren’t billionaires —
but they’re successful, upper-middle-class artisans
who built a beautiful, thriving life
through talent and hard work.
(Verse 2)
And then there’s my mom, Athena —
the real artist.
She designs every cake like it’s a masterpiece.
You give her flour and sugar,
and she’ll make magic.
(Chorus)
And me?
I’m still finding my story.
I work at the bakery too,
but I want to do something special —
I want to become a designer for desserts.
Like, making cakes that look like art,
dresses made of chocolate, you know?
Something beautiful and new.
And also I want to be fashion designer making dress.
I have two dreams
but right now I am focusing on becoming a designer for desserts
after all I have to help the bakery somehow.
(Verse 3)
My boyfriend’s name is Francis Maximus —
yeah, that Francis Maximus.
Francis Maximus.
The world’s most famous model,
a billionaire heir,
and somehow… my boyfriend.
(Verse 4)
Everyone sees him as this perfect man —
the ‘Billion Dollar.’
In public:
He’s chased everywhere by paparazzi, fans, and tabloids.
Girls scream his name.
Reporters follow him constantly.
(Bridge)
In private with me
He’s protective, doting, and boyfriend-material perfection.
He’ll cook breakfast for me,
watch me bake,
or wrap me in his arms when I am stressed.
But to me?
He’s just Francis.
My calm, gentle, overprotective boyfriend
who still texts me good morning every day.
And the boy who makes me laugh.
(Verse 5)
When you’re dating someone like Francis —
every step you take, someone’s watching.
The paparazzi follow us everywhere.
Sometimes I can’t even go anywhere
without cameras flashing in my face. 4F7 494
(Verse 6)
Gwan Davis — my best friend,
my protector, my absolute chaos twin.
She’s not just a friend —
she’s like an older sister,
and trust me,
she keeps me alive in ways I can’t even explain.
(Verse 7)
Gwan was born into a wealthy, prestigious family —
super strict parents,
constant pressure to model and be perfect.
But she refused to be fully controlled.
She became a self-made millionaire
in modeling and influencing,
works as a freelance photographer,
and dreams of opening her own creative studio.
(Verse 8)
She’s bold, confident, and always full of energy.
Obsessed with luxury, designer outfits,
and showing off her lifestyle —
but also fiercely loyal and protective of me.
Honestly?
She’s my personal superhero.
(Final Verse)
She grew up on my street since kindergarten,
practically part of our family.
We balance each other perfectly:
when I’m shy, she speaks for me;
when she’s reckless, I keep her grounded.
And yes —
she’s the only person who can roast Francis and survive.