Worn Out Pretention
A friend's invitation...
Bring your own champagne and wine.
Get to meet some new people...
And see how small talk is defined.
So, she played the hostess...
Mixing her drinks with a squeeze of lime.
Put your coats in the back room...
Go and mingle.... have a good time.
[Chorus]
This worn-out pretension...
It leaves me stone cold.
You got to show some dissension
'Cause this act...it's just getting too old.
This weary-eyed love child...
With her long tangled hair
She sits peering through the people...
And blowing smoke up into the air.
She said I've traveled the country
I had to search for myself.
I said you should have asked me...
You're sitting right here next to the shelf...
[Repeat Chorus]
This black dressed lady...
With her teasing swollen eyes.
She tries selling me some story
It's just a stack of used dime novel lies.
She said "You look lonely"
And she swayed to "Auld Lang Syne"
I said that I'm only...
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