she smokes ‘cause it makes her feel chic
she jokes to disguise what she means
she has a pretty painted face
and skin-tight pants
all the men stop and stare
when she gets out to dance
CHORUS
she’s so pretentious
everybody knows her kind
she’s so pretentious
just messing with our minds
she’s as pretentious as can be
but man that girl does a number on me
she drives a big black Mercedes-Benz
she thrives on having lots of famous friends
she buys dresses from Paris
and boots made in Spain
gotta a rich sugar daddy
who keeps her in cocaine
CHORUS
she broke and came knocking at my door
we stroked ‘til a quarter past four
i saw her the next evening
she smiled at me and winked
jumped in a new Corvette
motored down the street
CHORUS
Norfolk, Virginia ‘89
Intro Image -
"Writing Hands" by
jggy Empact Image -
"Memories" by
Reinfried Marass
Jerry Browning - Poet, Songwriter
Iowa, United States
Jerry has been writing poetry and songs since 1977. If
you're a musician and would like to do a rendition of this or another song, feel
free to do so and contact him at the link below
