Sun\'s going down. Like a big bald head.
Disappearing behind the boulevard. (Oooeee.) It\'s Sharkey\'s night.
Yeah. It\'s Sharkey\'s night tonight. And the manager says: Sharkey?
He\'s not at his desk right now. (Oh yeah.) Could I take a message?

And Sharkey says: Hey, kemosabe! Long time no see.
He says: Hey sport. You connect the dots. You pick up the pieces.
He says: You know, I can see two tiny pictures of myself
And there\'s one in each of you eyes. And they\'re doin\' everything I do.
Every time I light a cigarette, they light up theirs.
I take a drink and I look in and they\'re drinkin\' too.
It\'s drivin\' me crazy. It\'s drivin\' me nuts.

And Sharkey says: Deep in the heart of darkest America.
Home of the brave. He says: Listen to my heart beat.

Paging Mr. Sharkey. White courtesy telephone please.