livin out of luggage ain t so bad i remember the problems that i used to have i would trouble myself with them all day now i take my bag and my gun and i walk away o you know i walk away and living in a hotel room ain t hard if it gets too lonely you can break into the mini bar put it on the company card all last night i was dreaming about the cte d azur and though i wasn t sure where you were o it was a good old time for sure i had a colourful shirt on i was watching the dancing swans in a fountain made of blue neon i was on a highway drove through cannes i was on a highway drove through nice i was seven hours in the south of france i could see the crystal water from the traffic jam and from the trunk i could hear his voice begging for his life like i had a choice said he had a wife and two little boys and so i turned up the white noise i turned up the white noise i keep a leather suitcase clothes all black so i don t ever have to think i just put on the clean one and dress myself for scene 1 i was on a highway drove through cannes i was on a highway drove through nice i could see the distant crashing waves i could hear the sirens of police but i was dreaming of the cte d azur and thought i wasn t sure where i was man it was a good old kind of buzz i had a colourful shirt on i was watching the dancing swans i was at home among the bons vivants