After another production of "The Flying Dutchman" I landed in Berlin Thinking over it over it how can I get over it And wonder what state I'm in Sissi was the anarchist empress of Austria And I was in the same state that she was in Thinking over it over it how can I get over it And where the hell's that fan After another induction to the hall of famine I closed the magazine Thinking over and over it how can I get over it And be German and mean Jenny was a pirate and Jane was beheaded and Nina was a sweet nymphomaniac And with them in my corner I'm sure that it's a tall order To find that perfect man I'm doin' all that I can Tryin' to make all the roses bloom in unison Say I'm gonna blow you away Makin' all of the roses bloom so step away Makin' all of the roses bloom After another unveiling of the bright red herring I walked down Rufus Street Thinking over it over it how can I get over it And where in the world will I meet That literary, lean, stripe suited lover I've read about all of my life Which I fear is a ruse and explains All the walks through all the parks of Europe And why I never will tell you "I love you" And why there is just but A vision of perfect man I'm doin' all that I can Makin' all of the roses bloom in unison Say I'm gonna blow you away Makin' all of the roses bloom so step away And be dazzled Makin' all of the roses bloom