Here's to Looking at You, Kid

You say you love the rain

You say you love the smell

Of whiskey on a man's breath

You say you love my legs

You say this is like "Casablanca"

Michael Curtiz will call, "Action"

You play Birdman

And I'll be Bogart

When you said you love the rain

This was just a ploy

You knew that I am rain

You just wanted me on you

When you said you love the smell

Of whiskey on a man's breath

That was irrelevant

You knew I'm no man

When you said you love my legs

As long and hairy as they are

I didn't want to hear it

They cramp and can't extend

Why did you say this is like "Casablanca"?

Was it because we had a chance

Redemption for your snides

Where were you when you had your chance?

2 AM New Years Day

I was abandoned at the train

So I deduce we just had Paris

And Casablanca's yet to come

You say you love the rain

You say you love the smell

Of whiskey on a man's breath

You say you love my legs

You say this is like "Casablanca"

But no one said "I love you"

I can hear the deception

Maybe you should stop saying things