He´s not a dreamer or a schemer, Running away from me He´s not a singer, an entertainer With no follow thru He´s not a poet or a mystic
With his cgarette unglued He just neutral, and he´s weary Not even brand new.
It´s a perfect sin Close yr eyes and loose the rest It´s a perfect sin Close yr mind and feel the best
Everyone has a headache Imprecise , hard to cure Got a shake it, what ails you The lines are a blur Is it a pain in her heart Dark and gray from the start You won´t seduce me, or attract Just cause yr a stray
It´s a perfect sin Close yr eyes and loose the rest It´s a perfect sin Close yr mind and feel the best
Why won´t you tell me what´s inside yr head Why won´t you show me yr secret bed, secret bed?
He´s not a dreamer or a schemer Running away from you He´s not a singer, an entertainer With no follow thru He´s not a poet or a mystic With his cigarette unglued He ´s not a cowboy or a loner with nothing to do He´s neutral yeah he´s weary, Not even brand He´s neutral yea he´s weary