i met a girl with bottles of wine

though i prefer red, they tasted all right

very soon, the room was spinning

tug of war, the floor was winning



and she said, i can't help but laugh when i'm caught in a lie

i'm not who you thought, but you can kiss me goodnight

her mouth was full of dirty words

then cigarettes burned afterwards, that's when she said



having a headline must be some experience

having a headline's a sexual experience



letters and postcards i meant to respond

turned out my all was just medium

then came one that said the only thing you ever gave were bad directions

i'd say it to your face but i can't find you



having a headline...



i loved the fame and fashion till she said you better ration the good times

i wouldn't count on the good times



having a headline...