I'm gettin' tired of rememberin' when Now it's just a drag to see you again Lookin' for younger and younger men 'Til you find some little boy's heart to break again But I know that you're lonely I can see that you're stoned Take your sling-back shoes and go back home You're witty and fast Your words they cut like a knife You talk of love, but it don't show in your eyes I've seen you be a coquette
And I've heard you jive While you look for somebody's blood To make you feel alive But I know that you're lonely I can see that you're stoned Take your sling-back shoes and go back home Go back home You know, I don't need you Go back home and make love to yourself like you always do If one of your lovers, runs into me We might exchange a look of sympathy