So he drives a Cadillac, baby His belt buckle's diamond-plated He treats you like a lady, yes he does and Tells you you are underrated It seems like nothing could go wrong, but When the levee blows and the tears fall down your face Will it feel the same, I don't know When the curtains close and you're standing all alone Will your pretty eyes still show, that you've played this game before So he went to Harvard Builds schools down in Guatemala Spends every Tuesday night with his mama Look I get it, the man's a 6'5, blue eyed, American Dalai Lama I just want you to be careful, 'cause When the levee blows and the tears fall down your face Will it feel the same, I don't know When the curtains close and you're standing all alone Will your pretty eyes still show, that you've played this game before There's always rocks in the streams There's always stems in your grass Always a snag at the seam Well there's always a ghost in your past You might think that you can hide You might think that you can cope You might bottle it up inside, but Oh sugar don't When the levee blows and the tears fall down your face Will it feel the same, I don't know When the curtains close and you're standing all alone Will your pretty eyes still show, that you've played this game before When the levee blows When the levee blows