Valentino - Long Fin Killie

And this is why I wish I could be

Just like Spencer Tracy

But I don’t have the build or the poise

And I’m a few pounds shy

If I were more like Spencer

I might not carry this handful of broken fingers

Just 'cause I saw Valentino smoking under the streetlight

I saw Valentino smoking under the streetlight

I swear I’m stone-cold sober

I can’t believe my eyes

But I’m not going over

I just hold back and hide

Then again, the lights spread all around him like wings

I saw Valentino, Saint Valentino

I saw Valentino, Saint Valentino

I held back fifteen years or more

Falling in love with another

Watching the saint with a roll-up

Resisting the urge to go over

Until I couldn’t help it

And I crept over into the wings and halo

I said, «You look like Valentino

You look like Valentino

You look like Valentino»

He grabbed me by the hair and threw me down

Screaming, «I ought to fucking lynch you!»

He broke most of my fingers

By standing on my hands

He broke most of my fingers

Standing on my hands

And it was just the same thing

Just the same thing, all over, all over