The Ballad of Michael Valentine - The Killers

Michael plays with stars

Soul Sister, won't you take a ride in his car?

Late to call

When you wanted to be all

Baby, baby, don't be so shy

Rock children hold your head up high

In the night while I try

And tell the ballad of Valentine

You got it bad, but you know it's true

I caught up with a friend in Dallas

We took a trip to New Orleans

Those black-eyed ladies

Won't say they're sorry

We finally caught a train to Memphis

Where everybody talks the same

Those blue suede babies

All know my name

And I said hold tight

Can't you see that it's hurting me?

But I've got the buzz

Like Marlon Brando

Michael Valentine, can't we unite?

We ended up in North Dakota

Although my heart's in Mexico

My muñequita

Abre tus ojos

With your new suit, and your black tie

Hold on, you're just a gambling man, all proper like

I broke to the right and I caught your eye

Shut your mouth and wave goodbye tonight

I ain't gonna let you rain on this parade

And I said hold tight

Can't you see that it's hurting me?

But I've got the buzz

Like Marlon Brando

Straight-faced with misery tonight

And I will not lie

When I say I ain't cold no more

But I've got the buzz

Like Greta Garbo

Walking forward to the sun

And I've got a cold tale left to write

Well, uh-oh

I know he's gonna be there tonight