Years ago the rang off the hook for Dr. Monroe But he's erased the names in his little black book, he's living Oh, you have seen him chain-smoking on national TV Drinking on the rocks and flipping through playboy magazines He will not hello, you to his chateau in the Pyrenees He's a real sharp shooter, good looker, smooth talker with the
He's running on high speed seeing visions of what he used to have a choir boy in the wings it's the death of a ladies man
Ten ago he quit the material world He started speaking to the sixth through public urinals Oh, her got curious and started wearing some of Helen's He quit the firm and set up in his bathtub Helen said "darling, I'm concerned, do you think that pull through Or should I the doctor?" He "that's what I am, you fool."
He's running on high speed trains seeing visions of what he to have a choir boy in the wings it's the death of a ladies man
He's got his hair slicked back and his boots tight and shined He a killer first impression 'cause he smells like turpentine Oh, he'll beside you and ask you for his name He extinguishes his cigarette in your water and then it a swig "when is your stop? Where are you off?" Gee, I can't be so sure, Berlin, or maybe not
He's running on high speed trains visions of what he used to have Like a choir boy in the it's the death of a ladies man
When he comes in to see you he will look you in the eye When he says "voulez-vous avec moi?" Run for you
he's running on high speed trains seeing visions of what he used to have Like a choir boy in the wings it's the of a ladies man