Worn out Pretention Lyrics

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.

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...

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...
Waiting on new opening lines