He's not a dreamer or a schemer,

Running away from me

He's not a singer, an entertainer

With no follow thru

He's not a poet or a mystic

With his cgarette unglued

He just neutral, and he's weary

Not even brand new.


It's a perfect sin

Close yr eyes and loose the rest

It's a perfect sin

Close yr mind and feel the best


Everyone has a headache

Imprecise , hard to cure

Got a shake it, what ails you

The lines are a blur

Is it a pain in her heart

Dark and gray from the start

You won't seduce me, or attract

Just cause yr a stray


It's a perfect sin

Close yr eyes and loose the rest

It's a perfect sin

Close yr mind and feel the best


Why won't you tell me what's inside yr head

Why won't you show me yr secret bed, secret bed?


He's not a dreamer or a schemer

Running away from you

He's not a singer, an entertainer

With no follow thru

He's not a poet or a mystic

With his cigarette unglued

He 's not a cowboy or a loner with nothing to do

He's neutral yeah he's weary,

Not even brand

He's neutral yea he's weary

And he's so in love with you.