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... Waiting on new opening lines