Little Mysteries

A gypsy boy came up to you

With a newspaper spread across his arm

To hid his fingers in your pocket...

Meanwhile, in another part of town

I buy a ticket for a game

And la petite femme, smoking les gitanes

Is writing down my name

Oh, little mysteries, little mysteries

Yeah, little mysteries, little mysteries

A plane goes down in kc, mo

In a simple twist of fate

A trail of lies leads us to Orlando

But we are days too late

For a certain brother down in Florida

Famous for his cake

And when the boys came over from Texas

They said "we'll take everything we can take..."

Oh, little mysteries, little mysteries

Yeah, little mysteries, little mysteries

Nobody wants to know

Nobody wants to see

Now four years later

Another senator hits the ground

This time the boys make sure

That his wife is with him when he goes down

And while everybody's looking up

In a race too close to call

T he election quietly slips into

The third door down the hall.

Oh, little mysteries, little mysteries.

Yeah, little mysteries, little mysteries

Could be next to you.

Someone you've known for years

A car parked down by the airport

At the edge of town...