Small talking thrash gets picked up like cash on the bar
Can’t place the name on the face but I know who you are
Your shirt may say ‘Manhattan’ but your tie screams ‘Toledo’!
I keep telling myself you’re a blessing, incognito, yeah
Wearing a smile that fits like a cheap tuxedo
Dancing with the […]
I keep waving white flags as my heart takes another torpedo
Praying to God you’re a blessing, incognito
Well, my mother always said never judge a book by its cover
I wonder what she’d say if she knew I was a hard-back lover
Don’t lie to me, I do it better myself
Before too long you’ll be somebody else, maybe the king of France or Hirohito …
I say “What do you think about Freud” and you say “What!?”
I say “What do you think about Jung” and you say “Huh!?”
I say “What do you think about me” and you say “Neato!”
I think this must be love, incognito
I think this must be love, incognito
Hey, you little heart bandito
C’mon over here
You know that true love is my credo
You may have the vote, but I got DeVito …