been flirting
with you for a while
i like your eyes
and I like your style
when you said you
liked mine too
i thought i could
get close to you
you called me often
made me laugh
and soon we had made dinner plans
we ate a lot and i got drunk
we closed the restaurant down
i was thinking
is it your place or mine
you said you didn’t
have the time
you said you had to work
but it was already past too
are you a doctor
are you an artist
are you the man
who cleans the streets when
i’m in bed
are you a writer
do you drive a taxi until dawn
or an i just too naive to know
what’s going on
last friday i went
out with friends
to hear my favorite dj spin
i danced until my feet got sore
and then i saw you in the floor
i asked you to come dance with me
you said
i’d love to but you see
even though you’re
looking fine
i’m working
i don’t have the time
but you’re not behind the bar
you’re not bouncing
or parking cars
so tell me what exactly do you do
are you a doctor
are you an artist
are you the man
who cleans the streets
when i’m in bed
are you a writer
do you drive a taxi until dawn
or am i just too naive to know
what’s going on
am i just too naive to know
what’s going on
at carol’s party last weekend
i brought you by to
meet my friends
when we walked in
the room went dead
someone took me aside and said
i don’t think he’s your type
he deals drugs every night
and vesides that he has a
girlfriend or two
so you’re not a doctor
you’re not an artist
you’re not the man
who cleans the streets
when i’m in bed no no
you’re not a writer
you don’t drive a taxi until dwan
i guess i was too naive to know
what’s going on
you’re not a doctor
you’re not an artist
you’re not the man
who cleans the streets
when i’m in bed
you’re not a writer
you don’t drive a taxi until dwan
i guess i was too naive to know
but you out there didn’t slow
i guess i was too naive to know
what’s going on
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