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