Metarie Songtext
von Brendan Benson and the Wellfed Boys

Met a girl, introduced myself, yeah
And I asked her go to with me and no one else
And she said, "I'd really like to see you everyday
But I'm afraid of what my friends might say
What my friends might say

You need a bath, and your clothes are wrong
You're not my type; I can tell we wouldn't get along."
And I just laughed — what else could I do?
Just then her friend chimed in, singin' "Get a clue.
Get a life, put it in your song." (Put it in your song)

There's something I've been meaning to say to you
(I've run out of gas and I'm stuck like glue)
There's something I've been meaning to say to you
(I've run out of gas and I'm stuck like glue)


And I've rehearsed a little speech
I haven't practiced what I preach
But she was easily impressed
And I was bad and I was weak
And my conscience sprung a leak
And now it's time that I confessed (Put it in your song)

I'd like to move out of this place
Change my name, maybe get a new face
I know a guy lives in Los Angeles
Sometimes his life there makes me so jealous
Sleep all day, stay up all night

There's something I've been meaning to say to you
(I've run out of gas and I'm stuck like glue)
There's something I've been meaning to say to you
(I've run out of gas and I'm stuck like glue)