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