There’s a poetry to her I can’t explain
If I had her I would never write again
That’s not true, though you know, almost in a way
Other boys get sugar, I got shame
Casanova in his thrift store clothes
Kingdom of tar
Heart is homeless
I can be tender too
You can show me what to do
I’m on the wrong side of the road
I’m watching them take off all their clothes
The rain (Lorraine) has made my hair go flat
There’s still some left back there for the collapse
Casanova in his thrift store clothes
Kingdom of tar
Heart is homeless
I can be tender too
Does he make you shiver through?
Casanova in his thrift store clothes
Kingdom of tar
Heart is homeless
I can be tender too
I can show you what to do