Perfect Man
After another production of “The Flying Dutchman”I landed in BerlinThinking over it over itHow can I get over it?And wonder what state I’m inSissi was the anarchist empress of AustriaAnd I was in the same state that she was inThinking over it over itHow can I get over it?And where the hell’s that fan?
After another induction to the hall of famineI closed the magazineThinking over and over itHow can I get over it?And be German and meanJenny was a pirate and Jane was beheadedAnd Nina was a sweet nymphomaniacAnd with them in my cornerI’m sure that it’s a tall orderTo find that perfect man
I’m doing all that I canTrying to make all the roses bloom in unisonSay I’m gonna blow you awayMaking all of the roses bloom so step awayMaking all of the roses bloom
After another unveiling of the bright red herringI walked down Rufus StreetThinking over it over itHow can I get over it?And where in the world will I meetThat literary, lean, stripe-suited lover?I’ve read about all of my lifeWhich I fear is a ruse and explainsAll the walks through all the parks of EuropeAnd why I never will tell you “I love you”And why there is just butA vision of perfect man
I’m doing all that I canMaking all of the roses bloom in unisonSay I’m gonna blow you awayMaking all of the roses bloom so step awayAnd be dazzledMaking all of the roses bloom