The Charmer

Well I guess you had a big night;
couldn't find a way to lose.
The smoke makes you choke but now you're a believer, and you can't afford to miss a shoe.

He's the one that knows you best,
and he's always there to give you a lift.
Saturday night, you don't want to be here, and every hand you're hitting is stiff.

And I've never had so much to say
Lost all sense of self, and I can't waste another day.

"Don't forget the West Coast"
You know I've never strayed very far.
Someone in Brentwood thinks of me sweetly any time she's on Hollywood Boulevard.

She's the one that knows you best,
and she always keeps your head in the game.
In search of a moment you found on occasion in Paris, Prague, New Orleans, L.A.

And I've never had so much to say
Lost all sense of self, while despair is held at bay.

But I can't seem to find your charm (can't seem to find your charm)
I can't seem to find your charm (can't seem to find your charm)
I can't seem to find your charm (can't seem to find your charm)
Don't let it get you down

Well I guess I missed your party,
though I might have been a little high.
I've got no idea who told you I'd be there, but he ain't no friend of mine.

I'm the one that knows you best,
and it's always nice to have you around.
On second thought, maybe I made an appearance, without so much as making a sound

And I've never had so much to say
Lost all sense of self, feel my voice start to slip away

But I can't seem to find your charm (can't seem to find your charm)
I can't seem to find your charm (can't seem to find your charm)
I can't seem to find your charm (can't seem to find your charm)
Don't let it get you down