Bouncer's Conversation Lyrics - Liz Phair

See that girl alone 

Dressed all in her evening clothes? 

She's dying 

'Cause her boyfriend didn't show up 

Pull her out of line 

Stick her in a waiting room 

And ignore her 

Till her face gets really bloated 

And I wonder what it's like 

To be suckin' all the time 

You never get it right 

And you're never gonna win 

And your ass is on your face 

And your life is such a waste 

And there's sugar 

Leanin' in the window 

See that amazon? 

Her head looks like 

It's connected to her shoulders 

They look like little boulders 

Turn her 'round and 'round 

Take a mental picture of her naked 

Inebriated 

Face down on the linoleum 

And I wonder what it's like 

To be suckin' all the time 

You never get it right 

And you're never gonna win 

And your ass is on your face 

And your life is such a waste 

And there's sugar 

Walkin' to the dressing room 

What would I give to be her 

Joyride, daddy-o, tonight 

And I wonder what it's like 

To be suckin' all the time 

You never get it right 

And you're never gonna win 

And your ass is on your face 

And your life is such a waste 

And there's sugar 

Headin' to the barrio 

With a fagot on her left 

And a fagot on her right 

And my dick is getting limp 

'Cause the chicks all suck tonight 

And the band is such a bore 

And I've seen it all before 

And there's sugar 

Making me a video 

What would I give to be her 

Joyride, daddy-o, tonight