Intro:
We’re driving through the canyons
Singing songs from the sixties
The telephone rang, she said,
“Babe, do you miss me?”
And ain’t it a shame not to love the one you’re with
Well she spoke with the prettiest mouth
And she scorned me
She sharpened her teeth
And flashed them to warn me
Said, "ain’t it a shame when you hate the one you loved"
And it couldn’t be me
It couldn’t be me
No, the man in your dreams
He don’t look a thing like me
See I dated a rich girl
With a mother of pearl
Who paid rent in her high rise
The weight of the world
And ain’t it a shame when you’re exchangin’ all your brand new gifts
And after a night on the floor,
She put the chain on her door
I wore out my welcome
I guess she got bored
'Cause she laid eyes on my brother and laid him across my bed
And it couldn’t be me
It couldn’t be me
No, the man in your dreams
He don’t look a thing like me
Well it sounds like rain
And here that’s a rare thing
Out here in the desert,
We're stealing our water
From a hole in a mountain that flows to the affordable homes
And from my faucet it drips
So we'll clean up the messes
The others have left us
Well I think they blessed us
There’s a chain on my door but I’m in love with the one I’m with
And it couldn’t be me
It couldn’t be me
No, the man in your dreams
He don’t look a thing like me
And it couldn’t be me
No, it couldn’t be me
No, the man in your dreams
He don’t look a thing like me