Perfect Man

After another production of "The Flying Dutchman"
 I landed in Berlin
 Thinking over it, over it, how can I get over it
 And wonder what state I'm in?
 Sissi was the anarchist empress of Austria
 I was in the same state that she was in
 Thinking over it, over it, how can I get over it
 And where the hell's that fan?
 After another induction to the hall of famine
 I closed the magazine
 Thinking over and over it, how can I get over it
 And be German and mean?
 Jenny was a pirate and Jane was beheaded
 And Nina was a sweet nymphomaniac
 And with them in my corner, I'm sure that it's a tall order
 To find that perfect man
 I'm doin' all that I can
 Tryin' to make all the roses bloom in unison
 Say, I'm gonna blow you away
 Makin' all of the roses bloom, so step away
 Makin' all of the roses bloom
 After another unveiling of the bright red herring
 I walked down Rufus Street
 Thinking over it, over it, how can I get over it
 And where in the world will I meet?
 That literary, lean, stripe suited lover
 I've read about all of my life
 Which, I fear, is a ruse and explains all the walks
 Through all the parks of Europe
 And why I never will tell you I love you
 And why there is but just a vision of perfect man
 I'm doin' all that I can
 Makin' all of the roses bloom in unison
 Say, I'm gonna blow you away
 Makin' all of the roses bloom, so step away
 And be dazzled
 Makin' all of the roses bloom