Pierre

I danced in the desert in the pouring rain,
Drank with the devil and forgot my name.
Woke with somebody when the morning came,
No one there to shame me for my youth,
'Cause I wouldn't be with you.
And then I found me a lover who could play the bass,
He's kinda quiet, but his body ain't.
Spend the days dreaming and the nights awake,
Doin' things we know we shouldn't do,
'Cause I wouldn't be with you.
Says he can't believe he found me,
Wraps his arms around me.
Yeah-eah, eah-eah-eah-yeah
I can't let him in,
You call me up and ask me how I've been,
I'll call your bluff and,
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies,
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies.
No, I can't let him in.
You play me rough, but I won't let you in,
So, call my bluff, I'll
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies,
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies.
Oh, count down to the day they may come true.
And I fell for a vagabond, a month at tops,
Lied and said his bike was in the motor shop.
Drove my car once and made the tire pop,
Still we had some fun, till I came to,
'Cause I wouldn't be with you.
On the Fourth of July, I met a man, Pierre,
Lied about his age, but I didn't care.
Spoke in broken English, but the heart was there.
In those eyes of sky and ocean blue,
'Cause I wouldn't be with you.
Says he can't believe he found me,
Wraps his arms around me.
Yeah-eah, eah-eah-eah-yeah
I can't let him in,
You call me up and ask me how I've been.
I'll call your bluff and,
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies,
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies.
No, I can't let him in.
You play me rough, but I won't let you in.
So, call my bluff, I'll
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies,
Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies.
Oh, count down to the day they may come true.
I'm counting dow-ow-ow-ow-own.
I'm still so dow-ow-ow-ow-own.
I'll come around.