Good Time Charlie
Devendra Banhart
Every look begins with a disguise
I saw it in your eyes
Me, I've worn them all
Mostly been a bathroom stall
An out-of-work blow-up doll
A memory you can't recall
Or nobody there at all
The desert dreams of oceans
She will never ever know
Give it a million years or so
La, la, la
La
La, la, la
La
Me and my policeman
Pulling over everyone we can
Sometimes I breathalyze
And he gives the DUIs
Asked myself once or twice
Is it love or just blood in his eyes?
Devil dreams of paid vacation
Letting the old man win
But it's too easy to make man sin
The end