Horn — Phish

Rhine wine, car horn

Now that you've deceived me, and played my name around And hung those nasty flyers, on all the buildings in town Dribbled my possessions in a ring around the earth And bought and sold my self-control for less than it was worth

Now i know the reason that i'm feeling so forlorn I'll pick you up at eight as usual, listen for my horn

Rhine wine, car horn