Valet Blues

Corduroys, blue jeans
Short skirts, can a valet dream?
All that hair up
in a big, red bow.
Oh baby, I just don't know
what I'd do with you.
What I'd do with you.
Town car, Escalade.
And I'm in the corner
just waiting to get paid.
And I sympathise with the bell man blues.
'Cuz I'm running around in some Mexican shoes.
And Elvira how you gonna stay in the cold?
When the heat fails, you keep doing what you're told.
And they say "Don't talk about her, don't talk about him.
Stop talking the truth, you don't know what you're in for.
Don't worry 'bout me, 'cuz I don't worry 'bout you.
Keep on doing whatever it is that you do."
Sundown, I need something warm.
Nothing to do but just wait out the storm.
There's an umbrella under the old bell cart.
And the suits in the Cadillac just took my heart.
Why don't you meet me down by the dark liquor room.
And all night long baby you can dust my broom.
And I'll still sympathise with the old door man.
'Cuz he's doing just about anything he can
to make the night go by a little faster.
"For you I'd do anything Master."
And now Jerry how you gonna fight the crowd?
When they start pushing back, and getting too loud?
You say " Don't talk about her, don't talk about him.
Stop talking the truth, you don't know what you're in for.
And don't worry 'bout me, 'cuz I don't worry 'bout you.
Keep on doing whatever it is that you do."
And they say "Don't talk about her, don't talk about him.
Stop talking the truth, you don't know what you're in for.
And don't worry 'bout me, 'cuz I don't worry 'bout you.
Keep on doing whatever it is that you do.
Whatever it is that you do."