Thrusting in the breeze I fled my way to this hotel
The sun down on my spirits
Were the needles of the trees
Love hissing at a king uncrowned
And he flounders towards the sound
Of the big band lounge, care to see me sweat like a windshield wiper?
Then the big hand hits the six
That's when they know I get hyper
In my wingtips, black socks and diaper
In my wingtips, black socks and diaper
In my wingtips, black socks and diaper
Let the world sail on
I don't miss it, I don't care that it's gone, no, no
Like Robinson Crusoe with cirrhosis up ahead
That cellar's full of band all red
For you're a one time thoroughbred, but I guess I'm proud
Proud to meet your d**h
It's time to pay the damned piper
Crush the Cuban cigar out right on the kid's ceramic tiger
In my wingtips, black socks and diaper
In my wingtips, black socks and diaper
In my wingtips, black socks and diaper
Wingtips, black socks, diaper, diaper
Wingtips, black socks, diaper, diaper
I'll throw down this cheerful boutonniere
And swim out with the rift
To stop the echo down the hallway
Empty in time with faucet drips
'Til then it's wingtips, black socks and diaper
In my wingtips, black socks and diaper
In my wingtips and my black socks
I see paper trails
Bubbles in champagne