Pretenders

Other women sure can be something

But I don't want to make a mother out of any of them

They're lit by torches on summer porches

And I would be a liar if I said that they're not gorgeous

'Cause they're tall and slender

And they're warm and tender

But they're just

Pretenders

And other men they can see you shining

And if they ever want to tell you so

Well, I hope you listen

'Cause they're tall and handsome

And they're good at dancing

And if you want a little love from them

Well, maybe you should have some

'Cause they've got shiny feathers

And they're shit together

But they're just

Pretenders

And other people don't seem quite real

Something is a little off about how they feel

They may tie us

And sit beside us

When we're in the cities miles away where fate may find us

And when the day is ending

Pull up your bedding

To dream about

The one

You know

Is not

Pretending

Pretending~~~