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