Waiting for margaux

Waiting for margaux Lyrics

She says she works "in government" Though her job is ill-defined She's a registered Republican With a bitter chocolate mind She sometimes lives in Washington She always lives in hope She drives a European car And buys expensive soapShe grew up as a rebel Though her tastes were quite diverse Stayed up in her room at night With existential verse But something changed in college And she grew more resolute Still she keeps that air of danger Even in a business suitShe's got the best taste in wine She's got the best taste in wine And though her icons and her medieval armor Seem a little cold I'd go 'round there anytime That stuff is so hard to find I don't know what we talk about It drifts off to the chairs and curtain foldsOh Margaux, I'm waiting for you Oh Margaux, what can I doI don't know what she sees in me I sometimes get confused At times she looks at me as if She's secretly amused And though I'm no sophisticate I don't think I'd be shocked I'd like to know what's in those drawers And rooms that she keeps locked