People say that I'm high class But I'm low down all the while People think that I'm crazy When I flash that California smile But I can still paint the town All the colors of your evening gown While I'm waiting for your blonde hair to turn gray People say I'm a drinker But I'm sober half the time People say I'm a loser But I get lucky on the side But I can still paint the town All the colors of your evening gown While I'm waiting for your blonde hair to turn gray All my life I waited for someone who would show me where the bliss is All my life I waited for someone who would take me past the kiss sign People say I'm a loner I like to get lost in the crowd People call me a dresser I wear my sports clothes way too loud But I can still paint this town I can shoot it until you're upside down While I'm waiting for your blonde hair While I'm waiting for your blonde hair While I'm waiting for your blonde hair to turn gray *