C# Well an old saying goes mind your manners mind your mother D# And a man can find a lover who is tan and undercover F# sus2 C# Well she might lies about her age, but lady I got no complaints C# She can be as crazy and as foolish as she wants to be D# F#sus2 Because her old school ways are practically technicalities and perfectly sane C# Im saying I aint never seen a saint. C# I met her at an old cop bar down in silverlake D# Where we spoke about the give and we joked about the take F#sus2 C# And when they asked for identification I knew hers probably was a fake C# D# F#sus2 C# Shes just another older lover undercover. C# D# F#sus2 C# Shes just another old school lover undercover. G D Youre wearing that thin disguise. Dont apologize. G D And youre birthday suit suits you. C# Well it suits me too its one hell of a costume D# I cant find the zipper anywhere on your back F#sus2 C# Perhaps it’s attached to the breach of your ass-crack C# - D# - F#sus2 - C# Burr its cold in here. You keep it hot dear. C# with a sip of mexican coffee and some grapefruit juice D# a glass of coke a glass of wine just to keep it loose F#sus2 oh the things that you say and do, wow. C# And the way that you groove to the music C# Like the who and the velvet underground old sounds D# You like indie rock, spock rock, anything youve found F#sus2 C# In the backseat of your downtown brown and bruised beat up bmw C# D# F#sus2 C# Shes just another older lover undercover. C# D# F#sus2 C# Shes just another old school lover undercover. C# Any melodramatic role is just a garment of the soul D# I respect your nakedness and the way that you unfold F#sus2 C# and the way your wiser stories are always told C# D# F#sus2 C# your just another lover undercover