I've known men like you before, but by some strange token
you were quite different than the rest,an instant turn on.
Maybe it was your sexy mustashe or the cool style you projected or perhaps
the way your cigarette smoke curled into those little o' rings above
your thin lips.
Suddenly I began to realize I was falling for you.
What was I thinking? Had I taken leave of my senses?
My thoughts became tangled.
I was going into that silly gaga stage knowing darn well you'd
bring tears to my eyes, if we started our on and off affair once again.
That rainy night you pulled into town in your red corvette everyone knew
within the hour that you were back in town.
I knew at midnight when my telephone rang, call it intuition or whatever,
but I just knew it was you
I didn't want to answer the call to hear the tall tales you most likey had to
tell, liar that you are.
I knew you were down at the old 730 cafe down on
Main St. soakin' up the booze and kickin' back with blusey songs.
Getting wasted again, runnin' up your bar tab and playing Mr.big shot!
You are such a con,
I Know how you are,first night back in town you have to tie one on.
But I couldn't resist the temptation.
My nerves were shot as I twiddled my thumbs
and paced around like a silly school girl, full of excitement
I rushed over to the phone on the wall and on the tenth ring I picked it up and said,
Hello Darlin'....