A funky folk tune about a guy who is way cooler than you. Still needs some work - and we're workin' on it. An obvious tip of the hat is due Frank Zappa, who said it much better with 'Dancin' Fool.'

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The song is the story.

He was a smilin’ dude in his new Z3
He was stylin’ too in some fresh khakis
He saw an old friend and said, “Long time no see,”
He saw a young lady and said, “Hey, darlin’, can I buy you a drink?”
And with his hand in his pocket and a sly wink said,
“What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?”

Well, he thought he was smooth
but I could tell that she could tell what he was thinkin’
when he told the barkeep, “Hey, two of whatever the little lady’s drinkin’”

He served ‘em up and before I knew
Andre and his lady were gettin’ stewed
He saw an opportunity and said real slick, “Your place or mine?”
She giggled a bit and said, “Not tonight.”

Talk to me
Talk to me
Come on , baby
Talk to me

No tellin’ where they went that night
But you know Andre – he handled it right
He probably told the barman, “Keep the change”
And “of course I’ll still respect you” to his new-found flame

Andre – he’s got class
Andre - he knows where it’s at
He ain’t never without somethin’ to say
He knows the score – and how to play

But when he’s old and gray and getting’ senile
And the Z3 is kinda outta style
Who’s gonna know?

That he used to be Andre Cliché
That flashy guy from yesterday
The guy who knew just what to say

Talk to me
Talk to me
Come on, baby
Talk to me

And now his lines are confused
And no one understands
So he tries to tell them with his hands
But they don’t hear
and it’s just as well
Andre checks into his motel
To disappear into obscurity
With no one to talk to but his TV


Talk to me
Talk to me
Come on, people
Talk to me

(With an obvious tip of the hat to Frank Zappa)