Kristian Hoffman - Series of You's lyrics

Once again I'm tempting fate, standing near the dusty plate, Buying into maxims from the past. I've been told there's only one - pick them out and then you're done. Will this brief encounter be the last? I can dress them up like paperback destiny - Give them torrid heat like flicking a bic. Chorus: But it's so familiar, I start to fear it's One in a series of you's. From the Xerox copy fatigue it's clear it's One in a series of you's. Here's the liar and the thief, and the addict on relief; Butcher, baker, rebel, and faux rogue. From the drunk insensible to the indefensible: The cynic with his nose in Paris Vogue. In my own self serving sort of noblesse oblige, Credit them with depth they never have known. Chorus Strike about just like a jitterbug fer-de-lance: Throw love at whatever gets in the way. Chorus If there's anything that I don't need here, it's One in a series of you's. And my inner gremlin begins to sneer it's One in a series of you's.