Mojave Rain

The Ballad of Michael Valentine

Michael plays with stars (oooh)
Soul sister, won't you take a ride in his car?
Late to call, when you want it to be all
Baby, baby, don't be so shy
Rock children, hold your heads 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 its 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 muÒequita, abren tus ojos!
With your new suit and your black tie, hold on!
You're just a gambling man, all proper-like

Well, 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 said I ain't gold no more
But I've got the buzz
Like Greta Garbo
Walking forward to the sun

And I've got a coat tail left to ride
Well, uh-oh! I know he's gonna be there tonight




(Written by Brandon Flowers and Dave Keuning)