Drug Dealer (A Love Song)

Been flirting with you for a while I like your eyes I like your style When you said You liked mine too I thought I could get close to you You called me often made me laugh And Soon we had made dinner plans We ate a lot and I got drunk We closed the restaurant down I was thinking Is it your place or mine You said you didn't have the time You said you had to work but it was already past2 Are you a doctor Are you an artist Are you the man Who cleans the streets When i'm in bed Are you a writer Do you drive a taxi until dawn Or am i just too naive to know What's going on Last friday I went out with friends To hear my favorite DJ spin I danced until my feet got sore And then I saw you on the floor I asked you to come dance with me You said I'd love to but you see Even though You're looking fine I'm working I don't have the time But you're not behind the bar You're not bouncing or parking cars So tell me what exactly do you do Are you a doctor Are you an artist Are you the man Who cleans the streets When I'm in bed Are you a writer Do you drive a taxi until dawn Or am I just too naive to know What's going on am I just too naive to know What's going on At carol's party last weekend I brought you by to meet my friends When we walked in the room went dead Someone took me aside and said I don't think he's you're type He deals drugs every night And besides that he has a girlfriend or two So You're not a doctor You're not an artist You're not the man who cleans the streets When I'm in bed no no You're not a writer You don't drive a taxi until dawn I guess I was too naive to know What's going on You're not a doctor You're not an artist You're not the man who cleans the streets When I'm in bed You're not a writer You don't drive a taxi until dawn I guess I was too naive to know but you out there didn't slow I guess I was too naive to know What's going on