Perfect Man

After another production of "The Flying Dutchman"
I landed in Berlin
Thinking over it, over it, how can I get over it
And wonder what state I'm in?

Sissi was the anarchist empress of Austria
I was in the same state that she was in
Thinking over it, over it, how can I get over it
And where the hell's that fan?

After another induction to the hall of famine
I closed the magazine
Thinking over and over it, how can I get over it
And be German and mean?

Jenny was a pirate and Jane was beheaded
And Nina was a sweet nymphomaniac
And with them in my corner, I'm sure that it's a tall order
To find that perfect man

I'm doin' all that I can
Tryin' to make all the roses bloom in unison
Say, I'm gonna blow you away
Makin' all of the roses bloom, so step away
Makin' all of the roses bloom

After another unveiling of the bright red herring
I walked down Rufus Street
Thinking over it, over it, how can I get over it
And where in the world will I meet?

That literary, lean, stripe suited lover
I've read about all of my life
Which, I fear, is a ruse and explains all the walks
Through all the parks of Europe
And why I never will tell you I love you
And why there is but just a vision of perfect man

I'm doin' all that I can
Makin' all of the roses bloom in unison
Say, I'm gonna blow you away
Makin' all of the roses bloom, so step away

And be dazzled
Makin' all of the roses bloom