Older Lover Undercover

Well an old saying goes mind your manners mind your mother

And a man can find a lover who is tan and undercover

Well she might lie about her age, but lady I got no complaints



She can be as crazy and as foolish as she wants to be

Because her old school ways are absolutely positive and perfectly sane

I'm saying I ain't never seen a saint

I met her at an old cop bar down in Silverlake

Where we spoke about the give and we joked about the take

And when they asked for identification I knew her's probably was a fake



She's just another older lover undercover

She's just another old school lover undercover



You're wearing that thin disguise, don't apologize

And your birthday suit suits you

Well it suits me too its one hell of a costume

I cant find the zipper anywhere on your back

Perhaps its attached to the breach of your ass-crack



Burr it's cold in here, you keep it hot dear



With a sip of mexican coffee and some grapefruit juice

A glass of coke a glass of wine just to keep it loose

Oh the things that you say and do, wow.

And the way that you groove to the music

Like The Who and The Velvet Underground old sounds

You like indie rock, spock rock, anything you've found

In the backseat of your downtown brown and bruised beat up BMW



Chorse...your just another lover undercover...



Any melodramatic role is just a garment of the soul

I respect your nakedness and the way that you unfold

and the way your older stories are alive and still its told



You're just another lover undercover