Reno Dakota
Reno Dakota, there's not an iota of kindness in you
You know you enthrall me and yet you don't call me
It's making me blue, Pantone 292
Reno Dakota, I'm reaching my quota of tears for the year
Alas and alack! you just don't call me back
You have just disappeared, it makes me drink beer
I know you're a recluse
You know that's no excuse
Reno, that's just a ruse
Do not play fast and loose with my heart
Reno Dakota, I'm no Nino Rota, I don't know the score
Have I annoyed you or is there a boy who
Well, he's just a whore
I've had him before
It makes me drink more
Writer/s: Stephin Merritt
