I'll be you you'll be talkin' to a flowerpot but that's hardly worth a thought or a plague of frogs we will vomit up our chicago luck and we will dance on broken sheets of glass to make our point. and if this town seems too big if the traffic freaks you out i will be your lightning rod delivering sound to you he's a charming wreck and he's a handsome wreck the kind of rat that took my woman back to his pad and i'm not travelin' i'm not sleepin' in the clothes i wore a hundred times or more. (repeat chorus) what'll I do????? what'll I do..... when my nerves get topsy turvy i'll be you if you want me to i'll clean your clock and if this town seems too big if the traffic freaks you out i will be your lightning rod delivering sound i can see beneath your skin! it really freaks me out i will be your camera's flash delivering sunbeams Love Song For a Schubas Bartender. hang that reath. so I can have a happy new year. you're so pretty, people envy you. Can you tie a tie? You're the reason children turn to dope. pour my drink so we can have ourselves a good time. you're the reason people lose their minds and they're all around you but you don't know what you've done.