Из альбома: Bad Self Portraits
I met him once way after midnight
he lit a smoke and I just stared
He seemed to me like such a sore sight
Bobby Tanqueray with his gorgeous face and hair
I never see him on the weekends
He rides the highways lined in bars
His search for fame and fortunes begins
Bobby Tanqueray he will not dismay thus far
Now I know he can be so
He plays his shows and away he goes
I still can't help but think he's out there
And he could use someone like me
And I would tell him but he won't care
Bobby Tanqueray can afford to wait and see
Now I know I can be so
He drinks his so for glimmering and go
I know one day he will be ready
He'll never take his hand from mine
We'll walk the land of milk and honey
Bobby Tanqueray
Bobby Tanqueray
Bobby Tanqueray
And I will satisfy