Grand Ennui

I was overland touring in my new Ferrari At just about a hundred and ten I was on my way home from a sophisticated party Where I got a little drunk on gin And as the headlights cast a glow on the road I heard a voice inside of me It said, "You lost the light And now you're moving through the night Running from the grand ennui Running from the grand ennui" Well, I reached in my pocket and I pulled out the Omega That was never one second behind I knew the horse that I was running at the Southern Talladega Had won for the twenty-second time And then the countess I was with bent over with a kiss And put a jeweled hand on my knee I knew I'd lost the light And I was moving through the night Running from the grand ennui Running from the grand ennui Well that night passed in a blaze of glory With the countess and the car both mine And each day passes with the same old story But the countess has a brand new line Yet still at night I am haunted by the fright And distant memory Of the day I lost the light Moving through the night Running from the grand ennui Running from the grand ennui