Metarie (Ben Hillier Mix)

(Benson/Falkner)

Met a girl, introduced myself

I asked her go to with me and no one else

And she said "I'd really like to see you everyday But I'm afraid of what my friends might say You need a bath, and your clothes are wrong You're not my type; I can tell we wouldn't get along."

I just laughed — what else could

I do? Just then her friends chimed in, sayin' "Get a clue. Get a life, put it in your song." (Put it in your song)

There's something

I've been meaning to say to you

I've run out of gas and

I'm stuck like glue

I'd had enough;

I couldn't take it anymore, yeah

So I turned and

I ran straight for the door

Bought some mags on my way home

For later on, ya know, when

I'm all alone

Bottle of wine and some cigarettes

A racing form, maybe, maybe

I'll make some bets

I know a guy lives in

Los Angeles

Sometimes his life there makes me so jealous

I'd like to move out of this place

Change my name, get a new face

Get a life, put it in my song

There's something

I've been meaning to say to you

I've run out of gas and

I'm stuck like glue

I'd like to move out of this place (Ah)

Change my name, maybe get a new face (Ah)

Sleep all day, stay up all night (Ah), yeah

Everybody

I meet thinks

I'm alright (Ah)

Get a life.