Song parody of
Worn Out Pretention
by Ellis Paul
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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 worn-out pretension
It leaves me stone cold
You got to show some dissension
'Cause this act it's just getting too old
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
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 worn-out pretension
It leaves me stone cold
You got to show some dissension
'Cause this act it's just getting too old
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
