E Well an old saying goes mind your manners mind your mother F# And a man can find a lover who is tan and undercover A sus2 E Well she might lies about her age, but lady I got no complaints E She can be as crazy and as foolish as she wants to be F# Asus2 Because her old school ways are practically technicalities and perfectly sane E Im saying I aint never seen a saint. E I met her at an old cop bar down in silverlake F# Where we spoke about the give and we joked about the take Asus2 E And when they asked for identification I knew hers probably was a fake E F# Asus2 E Shes just another older lover undercover. E F# Asus2 E Shes just another old school lover undercover. A# F Youre wearing that thin disguise. Dont apologize. A# F And youre birthday suit suits you. E Well it suits me too its one hell of a costume F# I cant find the zipper anywhere on your back Asus2 E Perhaps it’s attached to the breach of your ass-crack E - F# - Asus2 - E Burr its cold in here. You keep it hot dear. E with a sip of mexican coffee and some grapefruit juice F# a glass of coke a glass of wine just to keep it loose Asus2 oh the things that you say and do, wow. E And the way that you groove to the music E Like the who and the velvet underground old sounds F# You like indie rock, spock rock, anything youve found Asus2 E In the backseat of your downtown brown and bruised beat up bmw E F# Asus2 E Shes just another older lover undercover. E F# Asus2 E Shes just another old school lover undercover. E Any melodramatic role is just a garment of the soul F# I respect your nakedness and the way that you unfold Asus2 E and the way your wiser stories are always told E F# Asus2 E your just another lover undercover