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...