People say that I'm high class
But I'm low down all the while
People think that I'm just crazy
When I flash that San Antonio smile
But I can still paint this town
All the colours of your evening gown
While I'm waiting for your blonde hair
To turn grey
People call me a drinker
But I'm sober half the time
People call me a loser
But I get lucky on the side
Yeah but I can still paint this town
All the colours of your evening gown
While I'm waiting for your blonde hair
To turn grey
All my life I waited for
Someone who would show where the bliss is
All my life I waited for
Someone who would take me past the kissing
People call me a loner
I like to get lost in the crowds
People call me a dresser
I wear my sports clothes much too loud
Yeah but I can still paint this town
All the colours of your eveing gown
While I'm waiting for your blonde hair
While I'm waiting for your blonde hair
While I'm waiting for your blonde hair
To turn grey

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