Pretty, pretty Sittin' pretty Underneath a Mick Jagger poster Writing down your number on a coaster At your favorite bar Friday, Saturday star
Pretty, pretty Waitin' pretty As you sit and nurse a Diet Cola Dressed to kill and dinin' from a bowl of Peanuts stale from the jar Bracelets hiding the scar
Twinkle twinkle, weekend star How you wonder who you are Down below the world so high Like a rhinestone in the sky Oh my
Pretty, pretty Seven pretty Ribbons in a five and ten cent palace Wonderland has room for one more Alice Maybe it could be you Girl, you're long overdue
Pretty, pretty With your kitty Wonderin' when you're comin' home to feed her While you wait and pray that you won't need her Won't need kitty tonight Dopey sprung for Snow White
Twinkle twinkle, weekend star If I told you who you are You would say, "That isn't true That's some other girl," not you Not you
Pretty, pretty No self-pity As you look for weekends lost forever All the Friday nights that you will never miss [?] Who remembers you when
Pretty, pretty Sleepin' pretty In your eighty-dollar five-flat walkup Dreamin' of the names you used to chalk up On your bulletin board No more chalk on the cord
Twinkle twinkle, weekend star Shut the door and close the bar Bolt the window, pull the shade Cinderella's got it made Slow fadeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
