Driving With Your Eyes Closed Lyrics & Chords By Lake

I met a Frenchman in a field last night
He was out there with an easel, painting carnival light
He said, I used to paint the princess; I used to paint the frogs
Now I paint moustaches on dangerous dogs
He said, Sometimes it's a country; sometimes it's a girl
Everybody got to have a purpose in this world
You Yankees are so silly about matters of the heart
Don't you know that women are the only works of art

When you're drivin' with your eyes closed
Drivin' with your eyes closed
Drivin' with your eyes closed
Gonna hit somethin'
That's the way it goes

Some guys were born to Rimbaud
Some guys breath Baudelaire
Some guys just got to go and put their rockets everywhere
You can breed 'em by the thousands; you can trick and you can train
Just look at all those poor dogs that are dragged down by the Seine
How many arrows must I shoot into the blue?
Ah, you little baby, I'm crazy over you
Some before The Death of Lovers and The Punishment of Pride
Let's go scrape across the terrazzo
It's just too hot outside

Drivin' with your eyes closed
Drivin' with your eyes closed
Drivin' with your eyes closed
You're gonna hit somethin'
But that's the way it goes

Small talk
Talk talk, sweet talk
Talk talk, tough talk
Talk talk, dirty talk
Talk talk, walk and talk
Talk talk, big talk
Talk talk, baby talk
Here we go again

Drivin' with your eyes closed
Drivin' with your eyes closed
Drivin' with your eyes closed
You're hit somethin'
But that's the way it goes

Drivin' with your eyes closed
Drivin' with your eyes closed
Drivin' with your eyes closed
You're gonna hit somethin'
That the way it goes