I'm gettin' tired of rememberin' when

Now it's just a drag to see you again

Lookin' for younger and younger men

'Til you find some little boy's heart to break again



But I know that you're lonely

I can see that you're stoned

Take your sling-back shoes and go back home



You're witty and fast

Your words they cut like a knife

You talk of love, but it don't show in your eyes

I've seen you be a coquette

And I've heard you jive

While you look for somebody's blood

To make you feel alive



But I know that you're lonely

I can see that you're stoned

Take your sling-back shoes and go back home



Go back home

You know, I don't need you

Go back home and make love to yourself like you always do

If one of your lovers, runs into me

We might exchange a look of sympathy