The Ingenue

歌詞

Barrère-Fuller-Payne-Tackett She ain't real friendly for no good reason Claims her life's been filled with treason Says she's cursed by a toothless gypsy Wonderin' why her life's so greasy With doulbe blades she dulls her senses Spiteful girl by all consensus All her life it's been the same Hell she don't even like her name She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome But now the play has passed her by... oh my There's no exit Oh no there's no way out at all There's no exit Jumped a train in Italy On her way to gay Paris Down in the Loire Valley She got sho drunk she couldn't see Stumblin' through a metro station In a mood for conversation Fortune teller read her palm Told her that her time was gone She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome But now the play has passed her by... oh my There's no exit Oh no there's no way out at all There's no exit She used to model as a child With Bardot's looks and Gigi's laughter Enfant terrible creation Of a sockless adman's mind Played her first recital at the tender age of nine Strains of Clare de Lune Mater sipping wine Pater in the garden gazing At those ponies grazing The spoils of a lonely child She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome Once just a jet-trash kid Down at Les Halles Her frequent trips to Nice In Monaco she was always welcome She was embraced by all society Along the way she lost her charms Now the play has passed her by