You left town like a bandit, leavin' me to fend for my own
But I took in stride what you told me, on the telephone
Maybe it's the desert sunshine, that's keepin' me from feelin' blue
But for better or worse, I've still come to think of you
Like a San Miguel Allende sunset, you're smile's just as honest as its golden rays
Without much more I can say, I'm hopin' you get what you want
Even if it ain't lovin' me
But Franny, you're still my Condesa Queen
I hope you're doin' good back in the city, takin' art classes and drinkin' coffee
And chasin'chasin that Bohemian dream
We've all got those demons to conquer
Hidin' in the thoughts of the countries that we've stumbled through
Just like you, I've been searchin' too
I hopin' you get what you want, even if it ain't lovin' me
But Franny, you're still my Condesa Queen
I hope you get what you want, my Condesa Queen
I know exactly what you mean
When you're searchin' for something else than the same ...
Thing you've done over and over ...
Again and again ...
Just like you, I've been searchin' too
For that San Miguel Allende sunset, you're smile's just as honest as its golden rays
Without much more I can say to you, I'm hopin' you get what you want
Even if it ain't lovin' me
But Franny, you're still my Condesa Queen
But Franny, you're still my Condesa Queen
Franny, you're, you're still my Condesa Queen