You step into the clubhouse
With Aunt Caroline by your side
You still don't know
I see through your many disguises
You love to pack and go
Take a plane anywhere
Got your tennis calendar booked up
A smile like a millionaire

But your sidewalk paintings don't sell
And that drives you crazy
You hate asking for ev'rything
From an older lady
You told me once or twice
That a new arrangement could be nice

You have a drink with a friend
And he's a young man like you
People wonder when's she's gone
What the two of you do
And I sit by your table
As you talk of Miro
Heard they asked you to teach a workshop
This spring is a Paris art show

But your sidewalk paintings don't sell
And that drives you crazy
You hate asking for ev'rything
From an older lady
You told me once or twice
That a new arrangement could be nice

I have lunch with Rebecca
And her husband knows you well
You see your analyst on Thursdays
For the secrets you tell
He says you're eccentric
And you swing either way
When you talked about being married
You mentioned my name

But your sidewalk paintings don't sell
And that drives you crazy
You hate asking for ev'rything
From an older lady
You told me once or twice
That a new arrangement could be nice
That a new arrangement could be nice