Been flirting with you for a while
I like your eyes I like your style
When you said You liked mine too
I thought I could get close to you
You called me often made me laugh
And Soon we had made dinner plans
We ate a lot and I got drunk
We closed the restaurant down
I was thinking
Is it your place or mine
You said you didn't have the time
You said you had to work
but it was already past2
Are you a doctor
Are you an artist
Are you the man
Who cleans the streets
When i'm in bed
Are you a writer
Do you drive a taxi until dawn
Or am i just too naive to know
What's going on
Last friday I went out with friends
To hear my favorite DJ spin
I danced until my feet got sore
And then I saw you on the floor
I asked you to come dance with me
You said I'd love to but you see
Even though You're looking fine
I'm working I don't have the time
But you're not behind the bar
You're not bouncing or parking cars
So tell me what exactly do you do
Are you a doctor
Are you an artist
Are you the man
Who cleans the streets
When I'm in bed
Are you a writer
Do you drive a taxi until dawn
Or am I just too naive to know
What's going on
am I just too naive to know
What's going on
At carol's party last weekend
I brought you by to meet my friends
When we walked in the room went dead
Someone took me aside and said
I don't think he's you're type
He deals drugs every night
And besides that he has
a girlfriend or two
So You're not a doctor
You're not an artist
You're not the man
who cleans the streets
When I'm in bed no no
You're not a writer
You don't drive a taxi until dawn
I guess I was too naive to know
What's going on
You're not a doctor
You're not an artist
You're not the man
who cleans the streets
When I'm in bed
You're not a writer
You don't drive a taxi until dawn
I guess I was too naive to know
but you out there didn't slow
I guess I was too naive to know
What's going on