Years ago the phone off the hook for Dr. Monroe But he's erased the names in his little black book, he's alone 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, looker, smooth talker with the ladies
He's running on high speed trains seeing visions of he used to have Like a choir boy in the wings it's the death of a man
Ten years ago he quit the world He started speaking to the sixth dimension public urinals Oh, her got curious and started wearing of Helen's clothes He quit the firm and set up practice in his Helen said "darling, I'm concerned, do you that you'll pull through Or should I the doctor?" He said "that's I am, you fool."
He's running on speed trains seeing visions of what he used to have Like a boy in the wings it's the death of a ladies man
got his hair slicked back and his boots laced tight and shined He makes a killer impression 'cause he smells like turpentine Oh, he'll slide beside you and ask you for his He extinguishes his cigarette in water and then gives it a swig "when is your stop? are you getting off?" Gee, I can't be so sure, maybe Berlin, or not
He's running on high speed trains seeing visions of what he to have Like a boy in the wings it's the death of a ladies man
he comes in to see you he will look you straight 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 it's the death of a ladies man