HEYDAY
(words & music by A. Lukas)
I put on fancy clothes,
even wear make-up;
I read my ´Henry & June`,
talk avidly about the weather.
Can get a lot of affection
with a cigarette in my hand.
Enjoy a little distraction
while I´m performing my act.
I´ve used to fascinate strangers,
sometimes they´re good for a fuck;
Know how to irritate cute guys
just with the way that I watch.
Or get involved with their women,
a game that I liked to play.
Of course I´m left as the loser
with pretty stories to tell.
Still I cry at the movies
and I sing you a song.
Disappear for a few days,
forget where I belong.
Fall in love with a woman,
but assume that I´m gay,
I don´t reflect what I´m doing,
Maybe that´s my heyday.
The conversations surround
slippery details `bout lovers;
Neurotic stuff carried out
in the beds of multiple bodies.
Imagination is vivid,
the memory does select.
Presenting slides of a life
that leaves me shallow and weak.
Still I cry at the movies
and I sing you a song.
Disappear for a few days,
forget where I belong.
Fall in love with a woman,
But assume that I´m gay,
I don´t reflect what I´m doing,
Maybe that´s my heyday.
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