Freedy Johnston - Sincere lyrics

Mister can you tell me where I've come from Looked like hell to me, took so long And it's a frustration Like I really need one And the man at the station wouldn't help me at all Help me at all They think the Yank is just a jerk Well this clown hocked his golden gloves He ran out all ripped apart Holding that solid gold heart He paid the witch for a virgin's skinny arms The warmth of her tiny voice A little choice she won't recall A thin veil she would not lift I am sincere Mister can you tell me wat to call this place I've been cheated like I've never been And it's a frustration Like I really need one And the man at the hotel's been breaking my balls Breaking my balls They think the Yank is just a jerk Well this clown hocked his golden gloves He ran out all ripped apart Holding that solid gold heart