Do Not Disturb (Live)

[Verse 1]
She had a do not disturb sign hanging off her back
She looked taller than she was in her tapered slacks
Calculated head of hair and cowboy boots
She said, "I'm a country girl from down on Eighth Avenue"
She bought a bottle of wine
Two bananas and a New York Times
The man behind the counter smiled this time

[Refrain]
Can't blame him boys
Heard him sigh above the dirty white noise

[Verse 2]
I saw a poodle in a parking lot look just like you
Sitting in a pink Cadillac with a view
Waiting for his mistress with a beret on his head
I wanted to laugh but it wasn't funny yet
It was a quarter to nine
He was running on Las Vegas time
Show's about to start so stand in line

[Refrain]
Can't blame him boys
Heard him sigh above the dirty white noise
(Ah)

[Verse 3]
Three women in the front seat of a 60's Chevrolet
Fins and wings and the rattle of tailpipe
Driving down a New York City street like it was day
But it was 2 AM and they were stuck at a red light
Somebody whistled behind
Thought the three looked like a valentine
But the bumper sticker read Treat Her Right

[Refrain]
Can't blame 'em boys
Heard 'em sigh above the dirty white noise (Ah)
(Ah)

[Verse 4]
He was watching the TV like it was really gonna talk
Watching it close like it was really gonna walk
Some woman on the screen was getting killed again
It was a rerun of the rerun where they all die in the end
Don't know why
He was a big fan of the violent crime
Remote control was hidden in his eyes

[Refrain]
Can't blame him boys
Heard him sigh above the dirty white noise
(Ah)

[Verse 5]
We were sitting in a cafe designed by Paul Klee
I asked myself, is this real or a toupee?
Everybody was so young they still smoked cigarettes
'Cause the collective unconscious hasn't woken up yet
It was a quarter to nine
We were running on Las Vegas time
Show's about to start so stand in line

[Refrain]
Can't blame us boys
We all sigh above the dirty white noise (Ah)
(Ah, ah, ah)

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah