Flashes in the rain
	Inside the taxi
	That takes me to my plane
	And the party's over
	With a head that throbs
	It's none of my business you see
	I'm just doing my job

	I'm gonna track you down
	I'm gonna catch your scent
	I'm gonna spring your trap
	I'm gonna track you down

	You were last seen leaving Tony's Bar
	With a dark suspicious man
	And some intoxicated woman
	'Cause your wife doesn't understand
	A carnation in your buttonhole
	Greed inside your veins
	Smooth threats and promises
	Hotel rooms and chains

	Closing in that snow and musk
	Leave you high and dry
	First you're gonna see her
	Then you're gonna cry