You write our songs of love
Like the channel of the century
And I'm receiving like I'm meant to be
Impressed by you
Following your lust
Like an intrepid adventurer
While you leave your trail of
Disaster, oh, oh
Sing it like you've never said it before
Mean it with your wasted heart
Try to believe that there's something to stay for
But there's always before and after
For the entertainer
Time folds out on itself
Like a never ending mystery
And I wonder will there ever be enough time
To write your book of wrongs
And delight us like a bachelor
Is that why they call you
The entertainer, oh, oh
Sing it like you've never said it before
Mean it with your wasted heart
Try to believe that there's something to stay for
But there's always before and after
For the entertainer
Sing it like you've never said it before
Mean it with your wasted heart
Try to believe that there's nothing to stay for
There's always before and after
For the entertainer, for the entertainer
The entertainer