He's not a dreamer or a schemer,
Running away from me
He's not a singer, an entertainer

With no follow thru
He's not a poet or a mystic
With his cgarette unglued

He just neutral, and he's weary
Not even brand new.


It's a perfect sin
Close yr eyes and loose the rest
It's a perfect sin

Close yr mind and feel the best

Everyone has a headache

Imprecise , hard to cure
Got a shake it, what ails you
The lines are a blur

Is it a pain in her heart
Dark and gray from the start
You won't seduce me, or attract

Just cause yr a stray

It's a perfect sin

Close yr eyes and loose the rest
It's a perfect sin
Close yr mind and feel the best


Why won't you tell me what's inside yr head
Why won't you show me yr secret bed, secret bed?


He's not a dreamer or a schemer
Running away from you

He's not a singer, an entertainer
With no follow thru
He's not a poet or a mystic

With his cigarette unglued
He 's not a cowboy or a loner with nothing to do
He's neutral yeah he's weary,

Not even brand
He's neutral yea he's weary
And he's so in love with you.