"I do! I swear I like your hair.
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It goes good with your snake.
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And that tattoo is really you.
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How long did it take?
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No, I didn't know you were a dancer.
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I think dancing is overrated."
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He says she could be a model.
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Says he knows she could.
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"The money is good."
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She says shes heard that before,
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She tried it out. but she's just too small.
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"5 feet 3 inches tall."
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It's the thrill of the chase
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They're playing hawk and dove.
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He thinks he's falling in love.
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She thinks polanski's a fool.
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He thinks fellini's a ghoul.
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I think zucchini is cool.
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She came from Ohio and believed for a time,
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She was on fire. was brighter. was hot.
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Spinning his wheels, he's losing ground.
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Frustration grows, he feels like picking his nose.
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He says "do you know who I met at the hard rock Saturday?
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And did you know he was gay?"
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She's dully impressed,
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She french inhales as a sick reply.
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"He's a really great guy."
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She had a problem with snow.
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He had his bout with blow.
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The stylish way to go.
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Oh, what do you know?
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This is the best one yet.
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Far and away since the day he left Connecticut.
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His secret agent suit finally payed off.
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It's real good, its Hollywood,
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It's clear and the sun is high.
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I can see the sign from here.
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Take the 101 to the 405 to the beach.
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Where they put their strings
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And things just out of reach.
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Maybe you could come with me.
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We'll see the sea, just you and me.
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